tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610886671878404394.post6092685877660190916..comments2023-06-20T10:21:02.685-05:00Comments on A Family Treehouse: Were You ReadyUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610886671878404394.post-71234821033420435672009-09-16T13:22:13.943-05:002009-09-16T13:22:13.943-05:00You know what's funny (to me, anyway)?
I we...You know what's funny (to me, anyway)? <br /><br />I went to World Youth Day in Denver in 1993 and had so many brats (McDonald's catered food to all of the locations) that I still can't eat them. Maybe I just think that I can't eat them. I think their dying moment was when Monsignor and Father brought brats back to our campsite at Cherry Creek State Park as breakfast. Dust, heat, brats, and back to back bodies ... hey, sounds kind of like football season! ;)Aubreyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13144780265730192629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610886671878404394.post-55066928382525317282009-09-16T13:08:58.937-05:002009-09-16T13:08:58.937-05:00brats are laurens favorite. the kids might have th...brats are laurens favorite. the kids might have them with ketchup, not the adults. we use mustard. i use a thin line of mustard, tug pretty thick. tug also makes a tin foil holder and wraps up onion with tons of butter. we all add onions to the brats, no horse radish!<br /><br />we dont do it for breakfast though. we record game day and wake up at a reasonable hour instead. <br />rReginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01365663697222601526noreply@blogger.com