A few weeks ago I bought some turkey breakfast sausages in the health food freezer section because sausages sounded good and I thought I'd be all healthy and crap (I've avoiding pork). Since buying them I've been scared to try them so they've sat in my freezer. This morning I decided to be brave and cook them.
I really hadn't expected them to look like brain matter. They were a veiny grey color and smelled disgusting while cooking. I kept hearing my psychology teacher saying, "Brains are squishy" while he passed around a brain in a ziploc bag.
The more these lovely brain logs cooked the more queasy I became. By the time the sausages had turned to a slighty darker shade of brain I was done. There was no way I was going to eat them. The cooked brain matter went into the garbage along with the rest of it's frozen buddies. I can't say I ever envisioned how queasy one might be after a morning of cooking turkey brains. I can say that I will never experience that little adventure again. Ever.
| January 22, 2004 08:16am | 
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