So what if I still haven't posted what we made for Father's Day. I know it's been almost a month but I am just too lazy to type out the recipe for burnt sugar ice cream. Yes, I realize that if I don't do it before Nadia is born it probably won't get done. On the upside Kurt pulled out his birthday gift last weekend. It was kind of a selfish birthday gift we gave him. I mean, sure, he'd like it. Sure, he'd been asking or it. Really though, we wanted to eat. So we bought fat and intestines. That's how it all began.
Kurt ground the fat and meat with peppers and we mixed it with cheese.
And he stuffed it inside the intestines. I like to say intestines instead of "casings". It's fun cause they look so little and they stretch so much.
And then we had sausage. He made a beer brat, too. I was too busy being excited to take pictures of that.
And he stuffed it inside the intestines. I like to say intestines instead of "casings". It's fun cause they look so little and they stretch so much.
And then we had sausage. He made a beer brat, too. I was too busy being excited to take pictures of that.
