We went big when we went to London's Borough Market. As in Wild Boar Big. A cute girl with a British accent asked my son if he'd like to try some boar. I took his unyielding stare-down at her as his way of saying, "There is nothing more I'd rather be doing right now than to take boar from your hand." So that is what he did. I don't think I had my first taste of boar until at least my third decade of living, but they do things so much earlier these days. His boar-eating habits even caught the eye of one English Rose who was hanging by the corner of the stand. Translation is: Boar is Bad Ass.
LOCATION: Borough Market, London England