Jealous much?

There are just so many things that are uniquely Wisconsin, but surely one of those things has to be the sausage races at Milwaukee Brewers games. I've only had the good fortune to see it in person once, but let me say there's nothing like the thrill of watching a larger-than-life bratwurst, hot dog, Polish sausage, Italian sausage, and chorizo racing each other around a baseball field. (You can see a pre-chorizo race for yourself here.) So imagine what a treat it was that when Gretchen returned from our trip to Wisconsin this summer, she brought me this: