Sunday, March 15, 2009
A spot of hog tyin and sausage makin
Katie and I went down to visit Duncan and Jeannie at Gordon's Knob yesterday. Armed with our trusty Moulinex mincer, our main aim was to make some sausages with some of the pork from the pigs that were slaughtered around Christmas time. Another task was to help Duncan move one of the piglets he had sold to a couple down the road. After a couple of doses of Dutch Courage, we went down to the shed where the three piglets and Mother Darcy were staying. We led Darcy to the paddock across the road, so as she didn't start getting too wild while we were taking her progeny away. This part of the operation went quite nicely, with her quite happy to follow the bucket of feed through the gates.
Once Darcy was redomiciled, we set to with shifting the piglet. The three of them were gated in the shed with a couple of upturned apple crates. with Katie making sure they couldn't push the crates over while we were going for the capture, Duncan and I entered the pen. Check this video to see the result.
The bastards jumped over the apple crates, off to the to the top paddock and way away from us real quick. Anyhow, that was pig capture over for the evening. We led Darcy back to the shed so as to attract the piglets back, and headed back to the house, pork chops and potatoes and some cold homebrew.
The sausage making was a much more succesful operation. We blended 1500 grams of pork with a few breadcrumbs, some white and balck pepper, some salt, a pinch of mace and 45 leaves of sage from our garden in West Hobart. Fed the lot throught the mincer, stuffed it in the casings by way of funnel and reamer, exclude the air, twist and tie.
And hey presto, our first bunch of bangers! We left them overnight to let the flavours settle in, and had them for breakfast.
Absolutely sensational, if I do say so myself. We had some mince left over, so Katie whipped together for a couple of post-breakfast scotch eggs, which were equally scrum!
We'll be getting into some more sausage making real soon, that's for sure. It's nice to have proper, 100% pork snags rather than the more predominant beef that seems to be the norm in Australia. they even put it in salami over here!
Oh, and the pig shifting...we managed to do it. The screaming is something you really don't want to subject yourself to. I was holding the front legs with the buggers face next to mine, and Duncan managed to sustain a trotter in the ribs. Both scarred for life I think!
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