Many of us are guilty as charged when it comes to swiping an occasional piece of sausage off the stove when our wives aren’t looking. Heck, from the number of new holes I’ve had to punch into my belt over the past year, I might even qualify as an artery-hardened criminal.
This past week I’ve really enjoyed following the story of Guido, the Klement Sausage Co.’s Racing Italian Sausage costume that disappeared following a night of bar-hopping in Cedarburg, a suburb of Milwaukee. If you’ve never lived in the greater Milwaukee area…and you don’t count yourself among the dozens of die-hard Brewer’s fans, then you might find yourself, “What in the heck is a racing sausage?”
The Famous Klement’s Racing Sausages, which also include Bret Worst the Bratwurst, Stosh the Polish Sausage, Frankie Furter the Hot Dog and Cinco the Chorizo, are a popular sight at Brewers games and local events.
To say this story had it all is a massive understatement—Beer, giant sausages, a pun-filled apology, and a year’s supply of mustard. Heck, the only thing that could have made it better would have been for Greenbay native Tony Shalhoub to dust off his “Monk” routine and solve the mystery. Had Monk taken the case, then this would clearly have been the biggest mystery to hit Brew City since a local artist secretly dumped a statue on the River Walk to keep the Bronze Fonze from getting lonely.
While I hated to see this case come to an end, I do relish the fact that good conquered evil once again and those involved decided to right this wrong, even if they appear to be less than willing to come forward and accept the consequences. Earlier today someone dropped the costume off at a Cedarburg bar along with this note explaining how it all went down…
You can read the rest of the story in the Milwaukee Journal.