The Mystery Meat of our Summer Love

It's a tale of love, of heartbreak, of tenderly crafted sausages.

We met in June, under the scorching summer sun, our love was a flame that never died.

But little did we know, our love was a recipe for disaster, a pinch of paprika, a dash of regret.

Follow us down the Rabbit Hole to:

• Our First Date was a Kebab
• When our Love was a Meatball Sub
• It All Ended in a Burnt Meatloaf

And for more, visit our Summer Lovin' Meat Blog.