My uncle told me stories about when he was a kid, on the farm. They didn't have freezers yet so when they slaughtered a hog they made a lot of sausage. One kind was canned sausage. My grandmother would fry up a large amount of patties and place these in a glass jar, then fill the jar with the hot grease, and put the lid on. He said they were as good coming out of the jar as when they went in.
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