Heh heh heh. Last night I flew back to Boston with two checked bags, both of them stuffed full of a variety of encased meats from Paulina Market. I dropped $236 on pork brats, veal brats, sheboygan-style brats, cute little white bockwurst with chives, fat stubby little garlic knackwurst, hungarian wieners with garlic & paprika, and smoked italians. And a pound of homemade bacon. My luggage still smells like sausage, and I *can't wait* till tomorrow when i get to grill all that shit up for my friends. This year, we will NOT run out of the good stuff so fast.
Posted by foodnerd at July 7, 2006 09:00 AMThere is something so absolutely perfect about your having luggage that smells like meat.
Perfect.
Posted by: Kate at July 7, 2006 11:37 AMDang, wish I could make the party. That whole geography thing, you know ...
Posted by: C at July 7, 2006 03:34 PMMmm, meaty luggage.
Posted by: Candice at July 7, 2006 04:46 PM