My love, my lust, my liver sausage

In one of Doctor Suess' (my German teacher at WWU) first lessons he talked about folk songs. I distinctly remember a story about a poor German fellow who fell in love with a woman who was locked in a tower. Everyday he would go to the tower and sing to her offering her gifts of sausage, bread and drink. Finally she invited him up. He scaled the wall only to have her push him from the window. When he landed on the ground he sang out,"I may not have you, but I have my lust, my love and my liver sausage."


Today a trip to the klein markt with Marcus.

Tongue and blood

Smoked beef and hams

more ham, liver sausage, blood sausage
I found pig lung at this butcher shop, but I thought I
would spare you the gory details

I swear she smiled at me.

smoked blood sausage, speciality of Hessen

Don't worry Conner, your fate will be more pleasent.

I love smoked and cured meats