Haste To The Wedding

Whew! The last guest has gone back east this morning and we are slumped into our chairs with big grins on our faces. The wedding was splendid and the setting was dreamy - at Ocean Song where the views down to the sea are simply breathtaking. Parties every day. Lots of laughter, hugs, kisses and dancing. Little kids looking adorable, older folks decked out in their finest, young things in tight skirts and suit coats. Caterers weaving gracefully amongst the merrymakers. Cameras everywhere and a wonderfully wiry little French photographer who counted down to the flash, "Un, Deux, Trois!" and encouraged everyone to say "Fromage!"

Through it all, the bride and groom were relaxed and smiling - you'd think they did this every day!

Okay, okay, enough of that mushy stuff. How about a little enthusiastic writing about sausage? On one of the weekend mornings, I made waffles for the family and browned some of these breakfast sausages to go alongside. No special waffle recipe - just the one on the side of the Bisquick box. They were good but, let's face it, it's really all about the real maple syrup and the butter.

The sausages, however, were something very special. They are zingy with a little spice and rich with smoky, lightly salty, meaty flavor in natural casings. No extra "stuff," just porky goodness on the plate, puddled in a little syrup. I don't know what the bride and groom had for breakfast but we ate like kings. Whether you haste to the wedding or not, you should definitely haste to the sausages.