It’s sunny today, outside is getting humid but the inside is still cool. Back home, my mom has come up with a new dish of pork cartilage ribs. These are the rarest ribs to come by, not be found in any grocery store, but only be sold in farmer’s markets at dawn. In the right hands, those ribs may be the best part of a hog. After three hours of braising in the pressure cooker, all cartilage turns into a form of goo, softer than any pudding and as hyaline as jelly. The texture is a boom. I’ve never had any pork recipe as good as this one and it’s all down to my kitch-witch mom.