get your mind out of the gutter, it's not what you think :)
this was one sausagefest that i voluntarily attended! in fact, it was a long-awaited, highly anticipated event because A had been raving about these little babies since we first met. even when we were in portugal, he had us fantasising about the sausagefest we'd have once the first frost fell (alliterative, no?) although first frost in germany technically happens some time in early december, because we're so north and it's already snowed a few times, he took the liberty to bring forth this magical date that gives us licence to eat, drink and be merry. then again, when you're on exchange in the far-flung reaches of the earth, any excuse is a good excuse.
if we wanted to be puritanical about it, we'd have done it the old fashioned farm hick way and loaded a cart with bottles of beer to fuel a tipsy ramble through the woods, drunk a bottle at every corner, played drinking games and subjected the losing party to copious amounts of alcohol. however, because only A knew how to cook the wursts just right, we couldn't risk letting our star player get inebriated so no pre-gaming.
the wursts went beautifully with tender, melt-in-your-mouth pork. subtly salted and really fragrant. even though i probably ODed on piggy the past 2 days with my bak ku teh, i couldn't say no to this gorgeous platter.
A cooks the wursts and pork in the cabbage so it is infused with the taste
and Z's contribution, spanish torta so authentic i could hear flamenco in the background
Z and L hard at work on the sangria
awesome meal and riveting dinner conversation in line with the menu about romanian pig sacrifices. well whaddya know :)
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