So, I love pulled pork. LOVE.

I’m not sure when I first had it, but I still remember high school, when there was construction going on and we didn’t have a cafeteria. We ate in the unfinished gymnasium, and for lunch, the district brought in pre-made items, cold sandwiches, pizza and food they could keep in those stainless steel buffet things (what are they called?). Anyway, pulled pork was one of them. I would get so excited and scarf down my sandwich in no time.

I still get pulled pork once in a while at my local farmer’s market on my lunch break.

So when I saw this recipe for pulled pork in the crock pot. I got pretty excited. The deal with this recipe was to put a dry rub on the roast, let it sit for several hours or overnight, and then let the crock pot do the rest of the work. SCORE!

Still, I was slightly scared of the recipe. It called for cumin, which is one spice I’ve never used before. I also LOATHE oregano. Well, I guess I shouldn’t say that. I will eat things with oregano (kind of hard to avoid since it’s in basic marinara/spaghetti sauce), but I really need it in moderation. If we order a pizza and it is clumped with oregano, I’m totally turned off. I have to make sure that when I order a sub at Quizno’s, I ask for “no oregano.” I always get a weird look, but why do they feel the need to put this incredibly strong and unnecessary spice on my toasted sub? I mean, seriously. OK, sorry, tangent. Back to the recipe – I decided to put in all the ingredients called for, including the cumin and oregano, but didn’t use any white pepper because I didn’t have any.

So, this pork was seriously amazing. It was tender and easy to shred after cooking in the crockpot for 9 hours. I was worried that the spices would overpower and that’s all I’d taste, but that wasn’t the case and I really felt they just enhanced the flavor of the meat.

Neal and I put barbecue sauce on top of our sandwiches, but I do think if you don’t like barbecue sauce, this meat would taste great in a sandwich on it’s own.

And Neal, who has a strong aversion to pork (childhood trauma, don’t ask), declared “Honey, you can make this again.” That’s Neal’s way of saying he likes things. If he doesn’t like something I make, he’ll say “Umm… you don’t have to make this again.” HAHA! He tries so hard not to be mean.

So anyway, I scored big points with this dinner, and the best part is that it makes tons of leftovers!