I don't understand people who don't like crackling. What's not to love? The earth-trembling shatter as you take that first bite, the footsteps-on-gravel-crunch as it turns into smithereens, the smatterings of salt you have to lick from the corners of your lips... oh yeah, baby.And yet, when faced with cooking a roast pork yourself, the pressure to make the perfect sheet of crackling is
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