Pork Belly is one of the most delicious cuts but getting it right can be a challenge, even for a chef. You want the crackling to be super crunchy, easy to cut and not stick to your teeth but you also want the fat to render and the meat to melt in your mouth. Sadly I've lost count of how many pork belly dishes that we've eaten at restaurants that have fallen way short of this lyrical combination. But I have for you Dear Reader, the most fool and fail proof pork belly recipe that gives you that magical combination EVERY.SINGLE.TIME! Want to impress friends with your cooking skills? This is it.
A good chef will tell you that the first point is always with the pork itself. Get the best quality pork you can because this is a dish where the flavour of the pork is the star-there aren't any other adornments or distractions, just salt. I started with a beautiful piece of Australian pork from one of the best rare breeds called Berkshire pig reared in Northern NSW. These are free-range pigs and have a natural slow growth rate. The pigs live in eco-shelters that have open ends to provide ventilation, yet are still climate controlled.
Berkshire pork raised using Japanese style nutrition and animal management practices is called Kurobuta pork and you can buy it from good butchers and they are often the pig that you see on fine dining restaurant menus. There are little black hairs on the rind (which makes it a visual challenge for the retail market) but once it is cooked, you can't see them. It produces the most luscious pork belly as the meat is beautifully marbled. These pigs can be traced back to Oliver Cromwell's days and were the pigs fed to royals like Queen Victoria and we are lucky to have breeders in Australia that rear pure bred Berkshires.
In my quest to find the very best never fail pork belly recipe I had one secret weapon: my friend Alyson's pork belly recipe. Alyson eats out a lot at great restaurants and she is also a really good cook so I felt confident in her recipe. The perfect occasion for this was our good friend Viggo's upcoming birthday. I felt a bit guilty as we are going to be on holiday for his big birthday so we planned a weekend away as a surprise. He is Danish and he adores pork and pork belly. I thought we would test this pork belly recipe out on him because I knew that he would give me an honest opinion on it and that the opinion would come from a real pork connoisseur.
Usually I score the pork belly first and then give it a blast in a hot oven, then roast it and give it another blast to crisp up the crackling but this recipe did it an entirely different way. The pork belly is cooked in two super easy steps. First the meat is cooked in a stock keeping it moist while the rind dries out in the oven. The belly isn't scored until after this step (which makes it SO much easier to score!) and then you simply rub it with salt and then roast it in a very hot oven until the crackling becomes super crunchy. Yep, it's that easy. Plus you get lots of stock to make a fabulous onion and beer gravy!
When we pulled it out of the oven, I brushed the salt crystals away and Louise stabbed at it lightly with the tip of a knife. Everything sounded perfect. And when I carved it you could hear a pin drop as we listened for the crunch. But we didn't need to lean it to hear it. The crunch could be heard from the next room. The crackling was perfect and the meat underneath so luscious. Phew! It was one of the best pork bellies I have ever eaten (I don't mean to sound egotistical, full credit goes to Alyson for the recipe) and everyone including Viggo was very happy with the dinner. I paired it with pommes puree using homemade butter, a green salad with roasted beetroot and a Greek lemon olive oil dressing and roasted asparagus spears.
Viggo said, "Growing up in Denmark where pork roast is the national dish, I've had my fair share of them, and it is my favourite thing to eat. When I tasted the roast that Lorraine had made, it was obvious that the crispening technique she was using to make the crackle super crispy worked spectacularly - it really brought out the best in the pork, and you got a tremendously crunchy, crackly rind, which was just delicious. The fat layer was rendered perfectly, and you got all the delicious juicy flavours that you can possibly imagine a pork roast should have. This was easily one of the best pork roasts I've ever eaten." I promise I didn't write that for him or pay him to say that! ;) And yes Dear Reader this is a definite pushy recipe because I promise that this will perhaps be the best pork belly you've ever made or eaten.
Later that night at our accommodation (which was a bit of a challenge, described to us as luxurious but it fell short of it in many respects), the boys started cleaning up after our porcine feast. Mr NQN came out of the kitchen. "There's no more water," he said slightly concerned. It was 10pm and this was a problem. We rang four different numbers including two emergency contact numbers that never picked up.
And then the heating stopped. Given the temperature outside was -1C this was also a concern. One of the numbers called me back. "Take one of the torches and go outside to the other cottage at the back of the house and turn off the water pump for 30 seconds and then turn it back on," he said. Belinda piped up from her seat on the couch where she had been indulging in a postprandial nap. "This is how horror movies start! They try and get you out of the house and then people start disappearing...".
"Next all the lights will go out!" she cried. We had been watching a show on serial killers (an unfortunate choice but it was more exciting than the federal election coverage). Mr NQN and Viggo shrugged on layers to go outside. "Do you have a weapon? Apart from a torch?" I asked. "Do you Scandis even know how to fight? You can't stop a serial killer with dry humour and an icy look!" I started panicking. But honestly I wasn't even wiling to go out there myself. It was too cold. So I mentally said goodbye to my serial killer victim husband and busied myself with trying to fix the heating. Thankfully the water came back as did the heating. But the next day after discussing our not so amazing accommodation we decided to make the most of our day in the Blue Mountains and then drive back home to Sydney after dinner. One night was enough for us. But always looking on the sunny side, we had to concede, at least the pork was incredible!
So tell me Dear Reader, what is your favourite pork cut? Have you ever made pork belly? Have you ever thrown or given a surprise birthday party and how was it?
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