A little girl sees her mum cooking sausages and asks “mum, why do you cut the ends off of the sausages before you fry them?” Her mum replies “well, that’s how I learned it from my mother.”
So the girl calls her grandma and asks “grandma, why do you and mum always cut the ends off of sausages before you fry them?” The grandma replies “well, that’s how I learned it from my mother.”
So the girl calls her great grandmother and asks “great grandma, why do you, mum and grandma always cut the ends off of sausages before you fry them?” The great grandma replies “have they not bought a bigger pan yet?”
A little girl sees her mum cooking sausages and asks “mum, why do you cut the ends off of the sausages before you fry them?” Her mum replies “well, that’s how I learned it from my mother.”
So the girl calls her grandma and asks “grandma, why do you and mum always cut the ends off of sausages before you fry them?” The grandma replies “well, that’s how I learned it from my mother.”
So the girl calls her great grandmother and asks “great grandma, why do you, mum and grandma always cut the ends off of sausages before you fry them?” The great grandma replies “have they not bought a bigger pan yet?”
I’ve always heard and told it as “baking bread in an oven that got bigger over the years” but it’s my favorite go-to for appeal to tradition.
The version I heard was with a roast and involved cutting the ends off. Funny how many version there are.