Vienna sausage will never enter our house. Hubby's Dad was in the Navy during Vietnam, and they were getting ready to come back to the States for some leave. Problem was, the ship's stores hadn't been replenished yet, and all that was there was Vienna sausage. Nobody wanted to wait the extra two weeks for restocking, so they decided to just leave and stop at Honolulu for supplies. After crossing the Pacific in a Navy ship that was no one's idea of a speedster and eating only Vienna sausage, FIL was never able to even think of eating the things again. I think Hubby avoids them in his father's honor.
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I have drunk beer brewed in a (clean, never before used) garbage can, though, and it wasn't half bad.
I have this book, and want to try it, but I haven't, in large part because I can't get past the feeling that it will taste like bongwater.
Fishing? Potted meat and vienna sausage.
Dad was all about the Vienna sausages when fishing. Vienna Sausages and crackers. And some canned fruit, maybe.
And Carnation Breakfast bars, I loved those.
I have this book, and want to try it, but I haven't, in large part because I can't get past the feeling that it will taste like bongwater.
Ha! I'm now envisioning Green Stripe beer.
OK, I actually like pate more than I would have thought, so maybe potted meat that's NOT from the dollar store like the kind I saw most recently would be something I would like.
I think I need to get these: [link]
I'm suddenly craving vienna sausages.
I haven't had Vienna sausages in forever, so I thought I'd google. I'm just not feeling it, although I have been off most sausages unless grilled to within an inch of their former lives. I don't know why that is. Maybe nitrites.
Potted or deviled meat has an unfortunate paste-like texture and way too much salt. Like cheap bologna, it's a way to use up otherwise difficult-to-sell parts such as hearts and lights (lungs).
Thankfully, my father was a sardines-and-crackers person.
The best part of Vienna sausages is the gelatin they're packed in. They're nice to have around for emergencies because you don't need a can opener to get to them, or utensils, or heat.