Run, run, run, as fast as you can;
You can’t catch me, I’m a sausage man!
Well, the poem might never catch on, but that was what we had for dinner tonight: sausage men. And teddy bears. And stars. And even a couple of sausage sausages.
Basically, I got a packet of sausage meat, rolled it out (with flour), and used cookie cutters. We weren’t sure whether it would work, but it did.
Apparently, cute-shaped meat brings out the small child in even the least mature of people.
Dinner was finished off with some of Maria Tedesco’s dairy-free pear cake, topped with Upper Sturt Primary School pear and cinnamon jam, courtesy of the students at my local primary school – all forty or so of them.