Pork cravings

I guess its kinda clear from my writing that I work in international development which, of course, includes living/working in many different countries. I rather like the diversity of my work but it is fraught with numerous inconveniences and each country has its own little issue. I am currently in Azerbaijan but before that I worked in Afghanistan, both are Muslim countries. I am from one of the largest pork producing states in the US not to mention the world and I have grown up with pork in all its forms but the past two countries I have worked in have presented their own problems, from Afghanistan where it is totally harem (forbidden/verboten), to Azerbaijan where people just don’t care for it; I can’t seem to get a “pork break”. I smuggled a pack of bacon from Georgia (the country) to Azerbaijan and had a very sinfully fattening weekend of bacon with everything (bacon bits in a salad, straight fried bacon, bacon with green beans (canned but what the heck), and bacon N cheese omelet… I will die a young (but happy) man. Anyway, when I am in the US, one of the first things I plan on doing is clogging my arteries with some good ole’ chopped BBQ pork with spicy vinegar sauce!