You know what? I didn’t plan to love pork cushion. I grabbed a 10-pound pack at Restaurant Depot (Swift brand) because it was $2.19 a pound and I needed meat for a party. It looked like a pile of odd chunks. Not pretty. But it cooked like a champ.
If you want the full story of how this budget cut stole the show, I laid everything out in my week-long pork cushion recap.

Let me explain.
If you want a deeper look at where this cut sits on the shoulder, check out the quick anatomy guide on Hats of Meat—it cleared up my own confusion in seconds.

So… what is pork cushion?

It’s a boneless piece from the front shoulder. Think picnic shoulder, but trimmed. It’s leaner than Boston butt. It looks like a wedge or a loaf, with a strong grain. It can cook fast like cutlets or go low and slow like stew. That confused me at first. Then I learned the trick: slice across the grain and add moisture. For an even deeper dive, I found this thorough pork cushion explainer useful.

Three cooks, one week, zero waste

1) Slow cooker BBQ pulled pork (game day test)

I took a 3.2 lb piece. I salted it the night before with Diamond Crystal salt and black pepper. Next morning, it went in my Crock-Pot with half an onion, a splash of apple cider vinegar, and a cup of Stubb’s Original sauce. Low for 8 hours. If you’re hunting for a chef-tested blueprint, this slow-cooked pork cushion recipe nails the low-and-slow method.

It shredded with a fork, but not mushy. I stirred in a bit more sauce, then let it sit 10 minutes. We made sliders with brioche buns and dill pickles. Kids ate two each. I liked the clean pork taste. Not greasy. It didn’t feel heavy, which is rare for pulled pork. Only note: the edges can dry if you don’t keep it saucy.

2) Crispy pork tacos (weeknight win)

I cut a 2 lb piece into 1-inch cubes. I tossed them with Kinder’s The Blend, cumin, and lime zest. Pan-seared in my Lodge cast-iron with avocado oil. Got a deep brown crust in about 10 minutes. Then I added a splash of orange juice, covered, and simmered 20 minutes. Quick broil on a sheet pan for crisp bits.

We did street tacos with corn tortillas, white onion, and cilantro. Squeeze of lime. Salt. Boom. It ate like carnitas, but lighter. My husband said, “This tastes clean.” I agreed, though I missed the fat from a butt roast a little. Trade-offs.

3) Cutlets for schnitzel-ish night

I butterflied thin slabs, about 1/2 inch. Pounded a bit. Salt, pepper, a shake of paprika. Dredged in flour, egg, and panko. Fried in a shallow pan at 350°F oil, 3 minutes per side. Served with lemon and jarred red cabbage because I was tired.

Crisp outside. Juicy inside. If you overcook, it goes firm fast, so watch it. A Meater probe doesn’t help on thin cuts, so I just used my eyes and touched the meat. It was tender when I sliced across the grain. Don’t skip that part.
Next morning, the leftover cutlets reheated beautifully with eggs, earning a spot in my rotation of favorite breakfast meats.

A quick stew that saved a rainy day

Pressure cooker time: 1.5-inch chunks, onion, carrot, garlic, chicken broth, a spoon of tomato paste, and a bay leaf. High pressure for 30 minutes. Natural release. I stirred in a knob of butter. The broth turned silky. The pork held shape but was spoon-tender. We ate it over rice with parsley. Simple and cozy.

Tools and brands I actually used

• Swift Pork Cushion Meat from Restaurant Depot (cryovac, lots of purge—normal)
• Diamond Crystal kosher salt, Lawry’s, Kinder’s The Blend
• Stubb’s Original BBQ sauce, Goya Adobo for a quick hack
• Lodge cast-iron skillet, 6-qt Crock-Pot, Instant Pot Duo
• Corn tortillas from Tortilla Land, brioche buns from Sam’s Club

What I loved (and what bugged me)

Pros:

• Budget friendly, big yield, easy to season
• Takes on smoke, sauce, or spice without fighting you (I even ranked it among my best meats to smoke after a backyard session.)
• Works for tacos, pulled pork, cutlets, or stew

Cons:

• Leaner than butt, so it dries if you push heat too hard
• Lots of muscle grain; you must slice across it
• Packs can be uneven shapes, so timing varies

Tips that actually helped me

• Salt the night before. It keeps it juicy.
• Slice across the grain. Then it’s tender.
• Add a splash of acid (vinegar or citrus) for brightness.
• For pulled pork, keep it saucy and let it rest.
• For cutlets, cook hot and fast. Don’t wander off.
• If it looks dry, a little broth and butter fixes a lot.

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Who should buy this cut?

• Meal preppers who want bulk meat that isn’t heavy
• Taco people (like me) who want crisp edges without a fatty mess
• Folks with a slow cooker or pressure cooker
• Home cooks who like to trim and portion their own cuts

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If you want deep pork fat flavor, a Boston butt still wins. If you want lean, flexible, and cheap, cushion meat is a sleeper hit.

My final take

I went in doubtful. I came out happy and full. Pork cushion meat isn’t fancy, but it’s steady. It made juicy sliders, crispy tacos, and fast cutlets—all from one pack. I’d buy it again for weeknights or a crowd.

Score: 8.5/10. Add sauce, slice right, and you’re golden.

• Why I tried zebra
• What it tastes like
• Three real meals I had with it (market snack, lodge steak, home test)
• Pros and cons
• Simple cooking tips
• Sourcing, cost, and care
• Who should try it
• Final take

Zebra meat: my real take, bite by bite

You know what? I was nervous the first time. Zebra sounds wild, and it is. But I’m curious, and I cook for work and for fun. So I tried it—more than once—and I learned a few things the tasty way and the hard way. Earlier this year I’d gone down similar rabbit holes with axis deer and moose meat, and zebra felt like the next logical stripe.

What does it taste like?

Short answer: lean, dark, and a little sweet. Think beef and venison had a cousin who runs track. Not gamey like old lamb, but not mild like chicken. It has a clean bite, a deep smell, and almost no fat. Price-wise and palate-wise, it lands closer to what I paid for buffalo meat than standard beef, and the hint of sweetness reminds me of the surprise I got when I pan-fried a bit of squirrel. If you cook it too long, it fights back—chewy city. If you keep it medium-rare, it stays tender and kind.

Zebra meat is a lean, exotic protein with a unique flavor profile. It's often described as tasting similar to beef but with a sweeter, gamey undertone. The meat is notably low in fat and high in protein, making it a healthy choice for adventurous eaters.

Real bites I had

1) Market biltong in Cape Town

I grabbed zebra biltong (like jerky) at a busy stall near the V&A Waterfront. The slices were thin and a bit shiny with spice. First chew: firm, salty, peppery, with a hint of sweetness I didn’t expect. Think black pepper beef jerky, but less greasy. I kept reaching back in the paper bag, even while walking. My fingers smelled like coriander all afternoon. No regrets.

2) Hot pan steak near Windhoek

At a small lodge kitchen, the cook seared a zebra strip steak in a heavy pan. Salt, pepper, a kiss of butter, and a quick rest. The crust was spot on—brown and crackly. The middle stayed red-pink. Flavor popped. Like a lean sirloin crossed with venison. I tried a second piece cooked closer to medium. Nope—drier, tighter. The staff smiled and said, “Keep it on the pink side.” I listened.

3) My home test: cast iron and coffee rub

Back home, I ordered two farmed zebra steaks from a specialty butcher. Pricey—about $28 a pound—and small, like 6-ounce cuts. I rubbed them with fine salt, cracked pepper, and a pinch of ground coffee. Got the pan raging hot. Thirty seconds a side, twice, with a little butter and thyme. I let them rest for five minutes. Juicy and bold. The coffee added a tiny cocoa vibe, not unlike the subtle flavor pop I chased when I pan-roasted quail and later when I butter-basted pheasant for a weekend lunch. The second time, I overcooked one by a minute. It turned dry fast. Lesson learned: zebra has no safety net. Treat it like a fancy tuna steak—quick, hot, stop.

The good, the meh

• What I liked
  • Big flavor without heavy fat
  • Great with bold sauces (peppercorn, chimichurri, or red wine pan sauce)
  • Satisfying, clean finish; no greasy mouth
• What bugged me
  • Easy to overcook—goes from tender to tough quick
  • Costs more than beef, and not in every store
  • Can feel dry if you don’t rest it or add sauce

Cooking notes that saved me

• Keep it medium-rare. Think quick sear, then rest.

When cooking zebra meat, it's essential to avoid overcooking due to its leanness. Quick searing over high heat to medium-rare is recommended to maintain tenderness and juiciness. Marinating can also help tenderize the meat and enhance its flavor.

• Salt early (20–30 minutes) so it seasons through.
• Use high heat. Cast iron loves this job.
• Add moisture. Butter baste, a pan sauce, or a salsa helps.
• Slice against the grain. It matters here.
• If you grind it for burgers, mix in some beef fat. Pure zebra burgers can be dry.

Food safety note: Whole cuts, I cook to a warm pink center and let them rest. Ground meat, I cook through. If you’re unsure, use a thermometer and follow your local guidance.

Sourcing, cost, and care

I only buy from licensed sellers who can show where it comes from. Some zebra species are protected, so you need legit, farmed meat from approved sources. Ask questions. It’s your plate.
For a deeper dive into responsible exotic sourcing, I leaned on a concise guide at Hats of Meat that breaks down farm certifications and import rules in plain English.

Price swings, but expect “special dinner” money, not weeknight steak money. Shipping packs came cold and vacuum sealed. I kept them chilled, thawed slow in the fridge, and cooked within a day. The smell should be clean and iron-rich, not funky.

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Pairing and sides (little tangent, big help)

Zebra loves bitter greens and sharp sauces. I’ve had it with:

• Roasted carrots and a peppercorn sauce
• Arugula salad with lemon and shaved parmesan
• Creamy polenta, which balances the lean meat
• Juniper and red wine reduction on a cool fall night—chef kiss

If you want a contrasting protein on the table, a roast guinea fowl offers just enough fat to complement zebra without stealing the show.

Also, a bold red wine works. I liked a Syrah. A porter beer wasn’t bad either.

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Who should try it?

• Yes: steak fans who like venison, runners who want lean protein, cooks who enjoy a challenge.
• Maybe not: folks who want fatty, buttery steaks, or who hate any “wild” note.

My verdict

Would I eat zebra again? Yep—but I’ll plan it. It shines with care, heat, and rest. When done right, it’s clean and bold and kind of special. When done wrong, it’s dry and sulky.

Score: 7.5/10 for flavor and fun, 5/10 for ease, 8/10 when paired with a good sauce and a cool night.

If you try it, keep it hot and quick. Then sit a minute. Let the stripes relax.

I’m Kayla, and I’ve got a soft spot for old-school meats. The kind my grandma kept in the fridge “for a quick snack.” Souse meat fits that bill. It’s jiggly. It’s tangy. It’s not shy. And yes, I’ve eaten a lot of it.

For the full play-by-play of my day-long nibbling session (complete with embarrassing cracker tallies), you can peek at the extended taste journal I posted right here over at Hats of Meat.

So… what is souse meat?

Quick version: it’s cooked pork bits (think head, feet, or shoulder), chopped up, then set in a vinegar brine with spices. It chills and turns into a firm gel. You slice it cold and eat it like deli meat. Some folks call it head cheese. In the islands, you’ll see “pig foot souse” with lime, cucumber, and pepper. Same idea, different kick. If you’re curious about the broader world of nose-to-tail snacks, I found a fun primer over at Hats of Meat that breaks down regional quirks and recipes.
(And if you want the textbook breakdown, Britannica offers a concise overview of souse itself.)

My first bite (and the one that hooked me)

I was 10 at my grandma’s place in Wilson, North Carolina. She slid me a square of souse on a saltine with yellow mustard. It looked odd. Grayish-pink. Shiny. But the taste? Bright vinegar, black pepper, a little garlic, a little heat. The texture had bounce, like firm Jell-O with meat bits. I was sold. My cousin was not. That tracks.

Real stuff I’ve bought and eaten

• Neese’s Souse: I grabbed a tub from Harris Teeter last spring. About $5. It came in a neat block inside the tub. I sliced it thick for sandwiches. It leaned tangy, with a good pepper finish. A little soft, but not mushy.

• Hog head cheese in New Orleans: I got a slice from a corner market near Mid-City. The label said Manda. Spicier. Sturdier gel. I ate it with Crystal hot sauce and a dill spear. That one made me grin.

• Trini-style pig foot souse: Tried it from a food truck at a street fair in Miami. Cold, bright, lots of lime. Thin brine with cucumber, onion, and Scotch bonnet. No gel—more like a zesty pickle party with tender bites. I kept going back for “one more fork.”

Different places, same heart. Vinegar, spice, and that brave texture.

How I actually eat it at home

• On saltines with yellow mustard and a splash of Crystal
• On white bread with thin onion, a pickle chip, and black pepper
• Chopped small over warm grits (sounds strange—works great)
• Cubed into a simple salad with tomato and cucumber
• Late-night fridge visit: straight slice, cold, no shame

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You know what? Mustard is the move. Mustard wakes it up.

What I love

• The tang: It’s bright. Your mouth wakes up.
• The chew: Firm, bouncy, not rubbery when it’s good.
• The throwback feel: It tastes like something made with care.
• The price: Usually cheaper than fancy deli stuff.
• The mix-and-match: Plays well with hot sauce, pickles, onion, and plain bread.

The bright briney kick actually scratches the same itch as a piled-high corned-beef-and-smoked-meat sandwich—if that comparison intrigues you, I’ve got a whole rumination on those deli classics waiting for you too.

What bugged me

• Salt bomb risk: Some brands go heavy. I drink water right after.
• Texture swings: A few tubs I tried got too soft around the edges.
• Surprise bits: Now and then you hit a gristly spot. Not often, but still.
• Strong smell: Vinegar up front. My kid asked, “Is that feet?” I laughed.
• Short window: It’s best cold and fresh. Don’t let it sit out.

Who will like it?

• If you enjoy pickled things (okra, peppers, cukes), this fits.
• If you like pâté, terrine, or aspic, you’ll feel right at home.
• If textures scare you, go slow. Start with a tiny slice on a cracker.

And if your heart already belongs to cured classics, my candid, slice-by-slice salami breakdown might be your next read.

Little tips from my kitchen

• Keep it cold. Slice while it’s chilled so it holds shape.
• Use a sharp knife. Serrated works well on thicker cuts.
• Balance the salt with fresh sides: tomato, cucumber, or a crisp apple.
• Try mustard first. Hot sauce second. Mayo? I skip it here.
• If you’re new, buy a small piece at the deli instead of a big tub.

I learned many of these slicing hacks during a summer stint manning an industrial slicer at a neighborhood deli; I spilled all the behind-the-counter gossip in this article. Later, curiosity pushed me to see if a modest countertop unit could keep up at home—spoiler alert: midnight charcuterie dreams came true—and that weeklong experiment lives over here.

Quick flavor snapshots

• Neese’s: Tang-forward, black pepper, medium-firm.
• Manda (hog head cheese): Spicier, more set, richer pork taste.
• Trini-style souse: No gel, lime-led, clean and fiery.

Health notes from a real eater

It’s salty. That’s the trade. It’s also filling, and a little goes a long way. I treat it like a treat, not a daily lunch meat. Water helps. A sliced tomato helps more. For a deeper dive into the nutritional pros and cons of these so-called “variety cuts,” Healthline’s primer on organ meats covers the science in plain language.

My verdict

Souse meat is bold, and I like bold. It tastes like a story—ham hock Sundays, back porch chats, and a plate of crackers between friends. It won’t win every heart. But when it hits, it hits.

Would I buy it again? Yep. I keep a small tub on hand for weekends. One slice, one cracker, one happy bite. And if someone new wants a taste, I pass over the mustard and say, “Just try a corner.” Then I watch their eyes.

Some smile. Some shrug. Me? I reach for another cracker.