Have I become a snob?

Even just a couple of weeks ago, I would never have thought about eating pig's feet. I've seen where pigs walk, and I always thought that I'd never put those feet in my mouth.

However, in the last couple of weeks, I've set the goal of eating a whole pig part by part, and bought a cookbook with recipes for same. I decided to try cooking trotters in the upcoming week, so I put them on the grocery list tonight. They had feet at the store, and I looked them over, but I didn't buy any.

They were the wrong cut, you see.

In just a couple of weeks, I've gone from not wanting to eat trotters at all, to turning up my nose at trotters that just don't meet my high(?) standards. Weird.