As part of my quest to constantly try new things in order to avoid acknowledging the terrifying vacancy that I imagine is at the center of every human life because there seems to be no real reason for any one of us to be here on this planet--just kidding, hahaha! ha.--I bought a meat grinder attachment for our mixer last week.
Eric and I then spent most of the weekend making sausage. First a basic breakfast sausage, which we left loose and found tasty, and then a much more exciting hot Italian sausage, which we made into links and found incredibly delicious.
I hear the old saw about laws and sausage all the time in my line of work, and I can now tell you that watching legislation get made is the much more distasteful spectacle. I mean, sausage making is pretty gross, but in a very cool way, plus at the end you have sausage, which is great. When you make it yourself you have complete control over the ingredients and the cleanliness of your tools and work area, which is reassuring. The post-grinding cleanup freaks me out a little, though; how do you even begin to get things clean when almost every single thing in your kitchen is coated in raw pork?
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