One of the things I love best about The Aussie is that whenever I get a crazy culinary idea, he makes it happen.
There was the time I wanted the build a smokehouse in our rather small back yard to make homemade bacon. We ended up buying a smoker instead of building a smokehouse, and The Aussie is happy to spend the day smoking bacon whenever I’m ready with whip up another batch.
Then, there was also the weekend many , many years ago now we tried making homemade sausages. It took the whole day and a couple of trips to the butcher for more casings, but the result was a freezer full of Italian, Cajun and chicken sausages. Yum!
About the only time I’ve gone too out there for The Aussie was the time I decided to make a Krispy Kreme burger. Frankly, he was appalled by the idea, but he drove to our nearest Krispy Kreme (which is about 25 km away) and bought me a dozen donuts. He grilled the burgers too, but I could not convince him to have a single bite.
As the Easter long weekend approached, I had another crazy idea. I thought it might be nice to take advantage of the Indian summer we have been enjoying in Sydney and make some preserves before the summer veggies are all gone. The Aussie thought it was a good idea too, so we went off to the markets and bought 30kg of tomatoes, 10 kg of cucumbers and 1kg of raw peanuts.
We set about making tomato sauce like The Aussie’s grandmother used to make, Rotel style tomatoes and dill pickles. The Aussie also found his “inner Southerner” and made some boiled peanuts. I knew were ambitious, but it took us 2 days to make all these goodies. 2 whole days.
Once we finally turned off the stove after 48 hours of near constant use, loaded the last of the dishes into the dishwasher and tiredly sat down to admire our handiwork, The Aussie turned to me and said “Next time you get one of your ideas on a holiday weekend, I’m just going to say NO! Don’t get any ideas about the June long weekend. I’m kicking back and relaxing.”
I said, “But, I was thinking we could make some sausages over the June long weekend.”
The Aussie said “No!” Then he smiled and said, “Well, so long as we make sausages on the Saturday so that I still have a couple of days to relax.”
I love that man!