6Jan/102
The Gift … of Sausage
So with my new meat grinder toy, I'm going to learn to make sausage. But not with casing, the kind you'd buy at the Piggly Wiggly in a nice little square and covered in shrinkwrap so that you can break it apart and brown it. I don't know where to find casing, and while I'm sure I could find out? I'm not sure I really need that skill enough to want to have miles of intestine taking up space in my fridge.
Unless I could send gifts of fresh sausage to people. Joe got a smoker for his birthday - what better to complement that smoker than some fresh, handmade sausage?
January 7th, 2010 - 15:30
I would love to have some of Joe’s smoked sausage! Wait, what? Uh, how about I love meat that has been smoked by my husband. In a smoker. Please send us your sausage. I give up. There is no appropriate way to write this.
January 7th, 2010 - 16:02
I call that the sausage paradox.