…is there anything better than smoked, garlicky Polish sausage from Kramarczuk’s?
I truly, sincerely believe not. Not even, dare I say it, bacon.
Discuss.
I have no commercial interest in this topic, unless the fact that they get a good chunk of my money from time to time counts for that.
I’m sure that, in my meat-eating days, I would have loved it. I had a weakness for sausage of all sorts.
Our Easter table, however, features pasta primavera (I only make this particular recipe once a year, and I love it…I swear I start salivating as soon as we start practicing Easter music in choir!), roasted asparagus, and mixed-berry crisp.
Redwolf
No meat? It would be poor form of me to say, “Oh, you poor dear,” so I won’t. 
But your solution sounds delicious and somehow subversive. Gotta love that. 
We had Italian Salami hand-delivered to us by in-laws. We also had Valos Chocolates mailed to us by my brother. It’s a small chocolatier in the town where he is a priest. I have had chocolates from all over the world. These people do milk chocolate like no one else. I haven’t quite decided if I’m even sharing these with my in-laws. And that’s just not like me, they’re that good. He also mailed nut rolls made by the ladies of his church. We shared those already.
BTW, do not, I repeat, do NOT cook these. That is an unforgivable sin of galactic proportions. Kramarczuk’s cured stuff is best eaten cold. If you want cooked Polish sausages then you want their fresh ones, or just go with a regular brand.
Trust me on this.
I’d love to discuss, foodie that I am …but unfortunately I have not been lucky enough to try them yet.
SO, no discussion from my side.
But LUCKY you …
There is no such a thing in life like good food.
berti
This is so.
I realise it’s cruel and pointless of me to rave about things that are strictly local, but I can’t help it in this case. But, I do try to keep it down to once a year at most. But if ever you do come to the Twin Cities and you’re not vegetarian, you must try them. You must.
I take your word for it 
And do completely understand why you felt the urge posting about it here… food can make us do that …it’s good to share the passion.
Berti
and back to bed now it’s 1.46 over here. AM.
Oh, this is just unfair! I came home from church yesterday, all set to make and devour my favorite Easter meal…and I got sick! The really sad thing is, I was able to cook it (I would lie down for a while, get to feeling a bit better, think I was going to be OK, and get part of dinner done before having to lie down again. I finally gave up and asked Tony to cook the pasta and take the bread out of the oven), but by the time everything was ready to eat, it was becoming clear that my stomach had no intention of accepting food that day.
Bummer! Bummer! Major bummer!
There are leftovers, but this particular pasta dish really isn’t as exquisite warmed over (it’s OK, but not terrific).
Bummed out wolfie 
Poor Wolfie.
I have the Easter crud, too, but it’s all in by doze, I’b stuffed up, sdeezig, ad I cad’t taste eddything. So buch for hab ad sausages. Bah. Hubbug.
A Zen Yoga lesson for Christians, on the nature of desire.
Hope you guys are feeling better by now.
Sorry you did not feel well enough to celebrate.
We did not share the Valos Chocolates.