Elk Bratwurst Sausage

Betty in full make-up,
hours before I go into surgery.
She is fully aware that the picture on her purse
has been done upside down,
so she is making a correction on that
for anyone who might see the picture.
I am sure everything inside fell out but
Betty was willing to take one for the team.

I don’t know if it were elk bratwurst sausage that we have this evening.

Perhaps we had deer bratwurst sausage. Large round sausages laying in a slow cooker with with cabbage.

Richard was afraid that the cabbage might not soften a few hours before we ate it.

But then, everything worked out. The $12 cabbage softened. I should write “12 cabbage” in bold and in caps.

He did pick the biggest cabbage of the lot.

 $12 for a cabbage.

Now does that look any better.

Ah, the meal was so wonderful, even at that price.

I was wondering if anyone else was sitting at a table tonight with this fabulous wild meat, so delicious.

Michael wanted his mango drink before we started to eat.

“One sausage, first,” said his dad.

Michaels fuel pump just needs to be primed and then he can eat.

Mary and I must have both been watching if that would work.

Michael asked for a second.

Michael asked for a third.

Michael asked for a fourth.

He does like those sausages.

His dad said, “Why don’t you ask Alice for the half she is not going to finish.

He asked and they made the trade and that was enough to finish him off.

So sweet to watch him eat, since he is a long match-stick width of a child, who takes the stairs going up, two at a time.

My goal is to do them one at a time with a crutch in three months.