September 30, 2010 § 1 Comment
Kielbasa was a staple of my household when I was a kid. Much to my mother’s horror, my father consistently called it “donkey dick” but never shied away from eating it, despite the image that moniker conjured. I found it in split pea soup, baked on a bed of sauerkraut, roasted on the grill and eaten as a hot dog on a bun.
It is a trifecta of meats, composed of beef, pork and turkey and is delicious. I promised my girlfriend that I would make her some split pea soup with kielbasa this fall to warm her when the chill settles in. I look forward to that. Who ever thought that this delectable food could be a cornerstone of romance?
Today I had it with eggs for breakfast. Such joy!