I was somewhere, with someone, and we were eating a meal at a canteen. They had an interesting special for pudding. I couldn’t imagine eating a hock, especially for pudding.
(I looked it up, a hock is indeed “the joint in a quadruped’s hind leg between the knee and the fetlock, the angle of which points backwards” or “a knuckle of meat, especially of pork or ham”.)
The chef came out and was quite persuasive.
So I ordered one, to see what it was like.
I’m not sure what I was expecting, but when it arrived, it was not what I expected.
This is what a jolly jelly hock is. All set in a slightly sweet gelatin.