You know you want to. Heck, I'm DYING to.
But this site is rated G, y'all. So for the next 30 seconds, let's take a mental recess together and make ALL the jokes we want to in our heads.
I'm so glad we can be 13 years old together.
All buffoonery aside, on a scale from 1-10 reflecting just how much I would WITHER AWAY without this classic holiday appetizer
, sausage balls have to be rated 4,269. At least.
I mean, come on: spicy sausage for days, 14 truckloads of cheddar cheese, puffy Bisquick nibblets all in MINI BALL FORM? Yes. Just yes.
I added scallions, a pinch of cayenne and fresh cilantro to up my own ante. UGH, it almost makes me mad to think about the greatness.
AND I'm about to lose the battle on making a joke, so we better get to get the recipe!
Gather the goods. I should tell you that I didn't photograph any eggs, because I didn't think I'd need them. I needed them.
Dump it all in a big ol' bowl.
Take off your rings, and git her done.
Roll them in your hands, forming little 1-inch balls. Go smaller than you think. They actually expand in the oven. Weird, huh?
While the balls are being baked, get your chipotle dipping sauce blitzed up all nice. Taste that. POW. I know.
And here we are. I'm talking knock-your-mama-over delicious.
You know what? Just make 2 batches. One for your party, and one for you.
Dip it in the sauce. Double dip. I won't tell.
These have a kick, so you've been warned. You should also know you will lose all sense of balance in your life after one bite. And it will rule.Bev is extremely proud of herself for keeping it together like an adult during the writing of this post. For more musings, visit her blog at Bev Cooks and her Tablespoon profile.