More on Sabas Vega carnitas.
This past Saturday I met an old friend from school who is a life-long San Franciscan (Potrero Hill) for breakfast at Nuevo Leon. I had chicharones en salsa verde con huevos and a "small" menudo. Let me digress and say this is the best breakfast I've had in a long, long time. NL's menudo is textbook, with the server taking care that a wide variety of tripe ends up in the bowl. And fresh fried pork rinds in tomatillo salsa with just-barely-set scrambled eggs is last-meal stuff for me.
We took a stroll after breakfast. This fellow gets around, both in the Bay Area and beyond, Mexico included. He says there's nothing like it where he's from.
Now the point: after a coffee and bunuelo at Bombon, we ducked into Sabas Vega. At that very moment, the carnitas were ready. The double doors to the kitchen opened, revealing a glimpse of the huge twin, hand-hammered
casos. Then through the doors with restrained fanfare came four butchers and a rolling table holding the gaudiest display of pork I've ever seen. All the parts were there, glistening and reassembled into a castle of carnitas, intricately scored skin on top, and the whole edifice held in place by several long sticks.
I took a pound of meat, ribs and skin (the cuero is soft; not chicharon). The traditional gratis handful of pork is offered both before and after weighing by the wonderful staff.
I was maybe fifth in line, giving up a few places to the regulars, mostly older women, who had been hanging around in anticipation. I was struck by the cuts that these pork groupies went for. It reminded me of what I know from my pig-tail stealing uncle and roadside parrilladas in Argentina: the true gourmand goes for the rare items, the things that come in limited sets of four or fewer. (My upper limit for parrillada involved a one-off, bull-only item, but that's another story.)
There's plenty of pierna and costillas to go around, but one lady before me scored two patas and half a liver (pig livers are big). Another took an ear and what looked to be the heart. In other company I might have taken some tripe, but I'd had my quota for the day anyway.
And everything was spectacularly good.
If you arrive around 11:00 am (call ahead) you can see the show.