So on a whim I bought ‘Black Bear’ pre-cooked bratwurst. They sat and sat and I just noticed their expiry date is tomorrow. So with little planning or forethought, I’m making them for tonight’s dinner.
Frying the shit out of them in a cast iron (with plenty of beer), serving them with egg noodles and saurkraut. I have no clear idea if that’s what I’m supposed to be doing with them, but that’s my best guess, and that’s pretty much the only semi-relevant ingredients I have on hand. Oh, and mustard. Shouldn’t I have mustard? I have several kinds in the pantry–golden, right?
It’s Wisconsin night or something here. Feel free to ignore this thread except for election years.
You never rush when it comes to eating brats, though I think cooking anything in beer gives suboptimal results.
HOWEVER, a patient came in complaining of gastric distress. He told Wife that he found five pounds Italian sausage (Italian sausage is sold raw around here, for cooking at home) in the fridge that was significantly beyond its freshness date, so he cooked and ate it ALL “before it went bad.” Guys. :rolleyes:
Or coleslaw. Or kimchee. There’s gotta be cabbage.
Back when I was working, I had a group of four prisoners who came to me and all said they were sick to their stomach and wanted to go see the nurse. I was getting some information before I called the nurse and I asked them if they had eaten anything recently. They said they had been sharing a can of octopus.
“Well, guys, if all four of you were eating that octopus and all four of you got sick, it sounds like you got a can of bad octopus.”
“Oh, no, it couldn’t have been the octopus.”
“Why not?”
“We ate out of that same can yesterday and none of us got sick.”
Did I mention that it was summer and we don’t have refrigerators?
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