Turns out if you mix 4 generations of my family, 15 pounds of pork, and a meat grinder you end up with one heck of a fun Saturday afternoon. (And some pretty yummy sausage too!)
Going to dinner at my grandparents usually means at least two things for us: getting drunk with good company and filling up on lots of awesome food.
Since my grandparents are from overseas, many of their recipes involve taking time to do things by hand and from scratch. They labor so we can enjoy the fruits. And boy do we ever, usually so much that we are loosening waistbands on the trip home.
Naturally then, when my grandpa offered to teach us how to make his homemade sausage the decision was unanimous. We all wanted know how.
This morning they came over with boxes full of supplies, meat, and spices. Our kitchen was jam packed for hours. Mixing, grinding, stuffing, twisting, boiling. There was sausage everywhere. Despite the hard work (that grinder is no easy job!) the time flew by. We had so much fun, learning and sharing in a tradition that I can't wait to continue with our kids.
We're so eager to do it again that Turbo and I already went looking for our own grinder. I don't think I've been this excited about a mother's day gift in years!
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