We lived on a farm and when it was time to slaughter the hogs (yes a family affair), it was an early morning until late night deal to get everything wrapped and put in the freezer. No matter what time we stopped though, my dad would fry some tenderloin and eggs so mom wouldn't have to worry about getting up to fix some breakfast. The next day we all slept in (until about 9)! One of many, many wonderful memories of what I know now was an idyliic childhood but at the time thought was boring! Wish I could turn back the clock and enjoy it more!