I was eating my way through last weekend's Troost Fest (there were some terrific food vendors) when I saw this sign, advertising "bratworth." I mean, yes, I figured out right away that it was supposed to say bratwurst. The lady behind the table, who was helping to sell hot dogs and sausages, noticed my expression when I saw the sign: "I've been up since 3 a.m. putting this all together," she said. "I must have been half-asleep when I wrote that."
Luckily for both of us, the brat -- served on a bun with grilled onions -- was most assuredly worth the price, so maybe it was a bratworth after all.
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