Growing up, my mom always had a pig cutting board in her Early American style kitchen. There is something charmingly innocent and idyllic to me about a rustic wood pig shaped board. For me, it is an icon of the country kitchen.
The dark gray-brown wood tones perfectly matched the antique drop leaf table and french wicker basket that hides my trash can.
There's another pig, hanging at the other end of my little galley kitchen along with my newly completed "Meat Market" sign.
I originally intended to make this sign to hang in my diningroom, but I ended up liking it above the doorway in my kitchen instead.
And last but not least, there is this little piggy propped up behind some yellowware bowls beside my sink. I've heard that 3 or more of something qualifies as a "collection", so I guess it's official!