My Sister worked at a restaurant called Wimpies in Durham SC, she's the one who taught me when she came up with her family to visit one time. You guys are makin me hungry. WShen I was a kid we made the cracklins right in our sausage stuffer, it had a tube made up special to go on the spout that extended it over the stove to a pot settin on a bench next to it, every once and a whilewhen someone would walk past you would give the crank a little turn and the lard would run out of the tubeinto the pot, when the handle wouldnt turn anymore it was done, and it was so darn good. it came out like one big brown wafer, and Mom would break it up like peanut brittle. The the tube got broken one day when my Grandfather blew up the stove, after a session of "shine", he made that on the stove with his still, he wasn't making it that day, what he did was put a can of beans in the oven unopened, it blew the door off the oven and took out the lard pot and the tube, I led an interesting life as a kid, LOL....steg