Why We Still Get Excited About Every Single Event (Even After All These Years) at Hog Roast Manchester

They say find a job you love and you’ll never have to work a day in your life.

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Well… we’re not sure we’d go that far. Setting up a hog roast in sideways rain while trying to keep napkins from blowing away definitely feels like work. But do we love it? Absolutely. And that’s why we keep showing up – event after event, year after year – still buzzing for the next one.

You might think the excitement fades over time. It doesn’t. Even after three whole decades, Hog Roast Manchester still gets that same jolt of energy when a new booking comes in. It could be a wedding in a barn, a summer garden party, or a fundraiser at the local town hall – every event is different, and that’s what makes our job so exciting.

There’s always a story behind the event. Maybe it’s a surprise party someone’s been secretly planning for months. Maybe it’s a couple finally tying the knot after three reschedules. Or a retirement do where no one’s ready to say goodbye. At Hog Roast Manchester, we get to step into those moments – and feed them, literally and figuratively.

Honestly, some of our favourite memories aren’t even about the food (though let’s be honest – that never gets old either). It’s the stuff around it. The little details others might not notice. You know, like the family dog sniffing around the van hoping for scraps. Nan sneaking an extra pud when she thinks no one is looking. Or the groom nervously checking his tie in the reflection of our serving tray.

We’ve had guests dance in the rain, propose in front of our stall, and come back just to say, “That was the best food I’ve had at an event.” And none of it ever gets old.

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You see, for Hog Roast Manchester, it’s not just about turning up and roasting meat. It’s being part of people’s big moments. Sharing the laughs, the chaos, the hugs, the seconds (and thirds).

So yes, it’s work. But it’s also a joy. And we wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Now, who’s hungry?

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