I didn't know if I'd ever enter one of these contests, but when I saw that this week's theme was horseradish, I realized that I didn't have a choice. Growing up, every Easter morning my dad would make a traditional Slovenian dish that at first seemed a ritual of shared suffering with the Lord, followed by a cleansing and rebirth. I'm talking about the way the dish would light my sinuses, eyes,... my entire head on fire, followed by a healing that felt redemptive in the end. On the other hand, not only did we quickly come to genuinely love this dish, my brothers and I also would have fun challenging each other to see who could eat a bite of sausage with the most horseradish on it. Not the only course on Easter morning, this dish was nonetheless the star, served in a large fancy bowl, three different sausages sliced and splayed in a serving tray beside it. Yesterday I facebook messaged a distant relative in Canada (whom I've never met), and when she read that I made this dish, her reply was "OMG, I'm on my way!! Just need your address :)"

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