Today’s post comes from Chris in ND.
While hanging out in Philadelphia during the bicentennial summer, I was introduced to scrapple. Scrapple is not a culinary specialty of the Northern Great Plains. Most people around here have never seen or heard of it.
On the reservation where I work three days a week, my cooking options are limited. I often spend my evenings wandering one of the grocery stores, trying to figure out what to eat the next day. One night last week, I settled on some Jimmy Dean hot sausage and a bag of shredded extra sharp Wisconsin cheddar cheese. The next morning, I added the cheese to a pot of cooked grits, then mixed it up with the browned sausage. The result was surprisingly good. I named it ad hoc scrapple. I brought some home and will eat the rest it myself. Renee said that’s ok with her. I also sometimes have biscuit fits, but that is another post.
What weird foods are cooked and consumed in your family?