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Yeah, that was something my mom & I always did together. Not that it's necesarily a two-person job, just we did a lot of stuff together in the kitchen.
Tip: you don't have to use offal. You can just use some nice pork shoulder. Pork, onions, cornmeal, sage - what's not to like? Dip a slice in flour, shake it off, and fry it for breakfast. So warm, crispy-soft, and delicious.
And no-one who's ever eaten a good old British banger has anything to fear from any pork product ever after.
Wolfdog, on the several trips to the supermarket that I've been on with Jason, I've put back trays of liver, kidneys, heart, and other unidentifiable animal parts and replaced them with real meat.
Don't I remember you asking about preparing kidneys a while back? How'd that go for you? Assuming it was you.
Yes, that was me.
It did not go very well. Even with the soaking, I still had to deal with a heavy odor of piss all over my kitchen, over my knives, etc. Decided that there were less disgusting sources of cheap protein on the market.
Like scrapple.
Wolfdog, on the several trips to the supermarket that I've been on with Jason, I've put back trays of liver, kidneys, heart, and other unidentifiable animal parts and replaced them with real meat.
Yeah, but if they'd been selling scrapple, you can bet your ass I would have stood my ground.
I didn't know you could get scrapple north of south Jersey.
It ain't easy. The staff at my regular market have never heard of it; I had to walk a couple of miles out of my way to get this.
Quick Google search reveals that the Apple Scrapple festival takes place in Bridgeville, which is all the way over at the other end of the state. Where I grew up is 80-odd miles to the north of there.
So, no. I wouldn't have heard of it. Or participated in it.
I lived in Dover and Milford for 2 years (74-75), never heard of it either (but it might not be that old). Do they still have the Delmarva Chicken Festival?
It does crack me up that it's possible to live in Delaware and not have heard of something else that happens in Delaware.
We all look alike, too.
On preview: Yeah, Punkin Chunkin. I did hear of that one. And that famous oyster festival they wrote about in the New Yorker. But the only parts of Sussex County I know anything about are the beaches. Further inland . . eh.
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