Comments on: Beefy Onion & Cheese Sausages

By: The Great English Fry Up | Choosy Beggars

The Great English Fry Up | Choosy Beggars — Thu, 17 Jun 2010 12:53:51 +0000

[...] In the pan that formerly housed your mushrooms, heat just a small amount of oil over medium high heat. Add your bangers (sausage) and fry them up until they’re well browned and cooked through. This takes some time….roughly 10-12 minutes, depending on the size of your sausages. Ours were rather large, because I decided to forgo the pork sausage in honor of a nice stodgy and flavorful beefy cheese and onion sausage. [...]

By: Peter

Peter — Thu, 18 Jun 2009 13:09:16 +0000

Props to anyone who makes their own sausages (You Freud freaks behave). You did alot of things I do when making sausage…a delightful kitchen experience with a tasty reward.

By: Kristie

Kristie — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 22:19:24 +0000

Hehehe…mealy meat package. Those look great. In my rabid attempts to decrease fat while still eating WTF I want, I’ve had to be uber-careful about overly lean sausage-making as well.

For some reason I thought you were already married. If not, then look forward to registering for things, because it is awesome.

By: lo

lo — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 17:17:57 +0000

I LOVE, love, love that you make snausages.
And one of these days, I’m going to run out and buy that snausage extruder for my KA mixer so that I can join in on all the fun. These look OH-SO-fantasmagorical.

How cold IS a witch’s teat, anyhow?

By: Tina

Tina — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 16:52:37 +0000

Ha – thank you Erica, I tell him every day about what a catch I am and how he’s lucky to have me

Mike: my ring size is 6.

PS – at least it wasn’t tassle-rash?

By: erica

erica — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 13:14:06 +0000

Mike, how is it possible that you have not taken Tina off to Vegas and made an honest woman of her yet? I mean, really. SHE MAKES HER OWN FUCKING SAUSAGES, MAN!

Let’s not go into the fact that I find sausages highly repulsive, being a vegetarian and all, but still. Sausages! Intestine casings! FOR YOU!

(Also, I’m dying to know about the kind of head-wound one can get from a bachelor party. Stiletto to the noggin? Thong-whipped?)

By: Mike

Mike — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 10:57:34 +0000

Yeah, boy I’ll tell you, nothing is more fun with a soul-shattering hangover than to handle pound after pound of raw beef and softening cheese with your bare hands.

But that should make the fact that they were totally worth it all the more telling, however.