Categories: Pork/ham, German, Sausages 
      Yield: 6 servings 
  
      6    Good sized potatoes                 1 lb Smoked sausage 
      1 bn Of kale (to fill a 2 qt.            3 tb Butter or margarine 
           -pot)                                    Salt and pepper 
  
  Peel, cook, and mash potatoes.  At the same time, chop kale finely, cook 
  untill tender. Dice and cook sausage.  Put kale into a blender with enough 
  of the cooking water to make a thick slurry.  When done, add to the mashed 
  potatoes. Add cooked sausage.  Add butter.  Salt and pepper to taste. Mix 
  well and serve piping hot.  For a more festive apprearance, put into a 
  cassarole dish, garnish with slices of Oude Gouda (Old Gouda) or a medium 
  cheddar and sprinkle with paprika.  Place in medium oven until cheese melts 
  and begins to brown.  Then serve or take to your pitch-in. 
   
  Don't sell the kohl crops short.  Try collards and savoy.  They are still 
  doing quite well in the garden despite 15 F. temperatures lately. Savoy is 
  a joy to eat at Yule.  The frost seems to sweeten and intensify the flavor. 
  Our annual homemade sauerkraut is making its presence known by the merry 
  burbling of the water-seal crocks in the utility room. This is the best 
  time of the year to make kraut.  It is cool and the fermentation takes a 
  longer time, leaving the salted sour cabbage as crisp as the bright windy 
  day in October it was put up. 
   
  We are lucky to have antique apple trees.  Three bushels of mixed russets 
  are slumbering in the garage and will last until spring.  Fie on the Granny 
  Smiths and Red Delicious!  A Golden Russet or Ashmeads Kernel, peeled and 
  sliced, served with a wedge of sharp cheddar at your side on a winter 
  evening while reading a good book is one of lifes great luxuries. 
   
  Rereading this post makes me hungry.  No I'm not going to crack open a 
  fruit cake!  They are not ready for another month.  Besides, my nocturnal 
  rustlings are not always appreciated around here, except for the ever 
  present cats who always look for a handout.  The coffee is ready though and 
  I think I remember where Frances stashed some homemade cookies. 
   
  'Scuse me!