Danny’s Sausage Factory
The night before, I had poured myself a beer, but was then distracted by more important affairs. The next day I had a neglected glass of Sierra Nevada Brown Ale resting on my counter. I boiled my last garlic-basil pork sausage in the beer, while I sauteed onion and red bell pepper. The beer boiled over a bit, so I let the heat down. I chopped up a roma tomato and a handful of spinach, tossed the sausage in the frying pan with the onions, and split a wheat pita, coating the inside with spicy mustard. I realized that everything was not going to fit in a single pita, so I had to cut the hot sausage in two, making me a pair of pita pockets. I knew this was good stuff so I took pictures, and now that I see the pictures, I am filled with a craving nostalgia. Gosh, that was a delicious meal!

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-berto
That looks good. Hmmm. Hmmm. Normally pictures of food don’t change the state of my appetite, but this is one of the few that do. And you have the whole sequence of events posted. Hmmmm. Makes me want to run over to Maxwell St tomorrow and find something Mexican to eat.
Anna
hmmm. looks good, except for the sausage. i guess I’m just not a sausage person, you know?
Erik
oooohh… next opportunity you’re making that for me dude :p
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