Wait a minute! Deep down in the lower box of FRIG II lies a sausage. A summer sausage, we call it here. It had been given to Farmer H one Christmas. Not THIS Christmas. And apparently not last Christmas. It's been there a while. Farmer H has to know it's there. He puts his weekly shot medicine down there, the box lying atop this sausage.
I took it out for a look. Farmer H would never know if I started feeding it to Jack...
Farmer H's sausage was small, heh, heh! Only 5 ounces (141 grams). Too much to feed to Jack all at once. But a nice treat nonetheless. I hacked off three slices. That's when I noticed the expiration date.
I think there's no harm in "stealing" Farmer H's sausage to feed to Jack. It's 2 years and 9 months past the expiration date! Sure, we might feast upon it with abandon if the Apopadopalyspe comes. But I'm pretty sure it won't be missed by Farmer H right now. I'm doing him a favor, really... preventing him from food-poisoning himself.
4 comments:
Having been frozen all that time the expiration date means nothing, Jack will be fine and so would you and Farmer H if you ate any though it might not have much taste left.
River,
Frozen? No. It was only refrigerated. It was in the vegetable crisper drawer of FRIG II.
I thought summer sausage was like maraschino cherries and never went bad!
Kathy,
Maybe. That's how it got its name. It apparently does not need refrigeration. So you could have it all summer.
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