It is told that deep in the densest parts of the jungle, pigs buzz between blooms like honey bees. These shy creatures are plump with nectar but nimble and glow pink as they sleep in the tree tops snoring loudly.

Said to have been born of Shaneek, the goddess of attraction, each time she made love three honey pigs would come forth from her three breasts.

Though almost impossible to see and even harder to capture, the chargrilled shoulder of the pigs is believed to taste like love itself and smell like enlightenment.