Winston Churchill once said: “I like pigs. Dogs look up to us, cats look down on us, but pigs look at us as equals.” However, the relationship between people and pigs is not that simple. For us, a pig is the living embodiment of everything dirty, vile, shameful and sinful. She was cleverly removed from our field of vision, or rather, locked away from human eyes. The life of a pig on a large farm lasts only six months. Unlike cows, she will never breathe fresh air in her entire life, but no one cares. At the same time, the pig is an indispensable model of the human body in medical science and the animal whose meat we have eaten most often over the past half century. Kristoffer Endresen traced the life path of piglets from birth to the industrial slaughterhouse and put the facts he collected into a fascinating story about gastronomic preferences and aversions, about food and moral choice. His book poses anew a question that people have been asking for centuries: where is the line that separates us from animals?