I love October! I actually feel like getting outside and doing stuff! It was another big day at the Foster Farmlet this weekend; Saturday I framed exterior walls on my loft apartment in the morning and then the kids and I spent most of the afternoon stuffing sausage. It was really big fun, at least for us kids!
13#'s of Pure Foster Ground Beef (alas, Not Daniel Foster beef)
My Sausage crew and equipment! (the eldest wasn't feeling well)
Thirteen lovely All-Beef Salamis (Raw).
Salamis, cooked and smoked, hanging to cool.
Since I had the ol' smoker going anyway, I threw a brisket on; it turned out pretty nice. A full 1/4 inch smoke ring...
In unrelated news, I took my three little pigs to the butcher today. It was really quite the adventure; my truck does not have working gas gauge and so I usually can tell when I need gas by watching the tripometer, but somehow messed it up; I ran out of gas right on Highway 54! I NEVER run out of gas... NEVER! It seems a really horrible waste of my precious time, way worse than filling up. And on top of that, I had the WHOLE family with me, stuck in the pickup, waiting for Grampa to bring us some fuel. He finally rescued us, but not before we played at least 10 rounds of "20 questions". But we are really looking forward to having some readily available pork again.
I told Herself this evening that someday they will have the technology to be able to identify a specific gene in people like myself that causes a fixation on preparing massive amounts of homemade food for one's family, even in completely unnecessary conditions. Someday there will be a cure; they will be able to inject me with some "Fix-all" medicine, and then from then on, all I will want to do is sit around and watch sit-coms and watch/talk about sports. I'm pretty sure Herself is praying for that cure...
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