Thoughts while contemplating Vienna Sausage...

Brought back memories of barbed wire, 22 mossburg, a 54 green
chevy pickup with no radio, heater or ac and a hard working tough skinned very kind grandfather. Thank you.
 
Once in awhile, we have a surprisingly sophisticated thread on matters culinary, reflecting the refined tastes of some forum members ( a nod to S&W Chad is here in order). This, sadly, has not been among them. Vienna Sausages, and similar meat-resembling industrial waste products, are probably the inspirational half of the comparison of the distasteful similarities of sausage-making and legislating. The necessity (?) of having to scrape off the Vaseline-like gelatinous goo from the pathetic little pink wieners ought to be sufficient warning to all but the most depraved of tastes...

You eloquently present your opinion about a small tasty treat that many seem to appreciate. I beg you sir, to at least try something before you pass such harsh judgement upon it.

Each to his own my friend.LOL!
 
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You eloquently present your opinion about a small tasty treat that many seem to appreciate. I beg you sir, to at least try something before you pass such harsh judgement upon it.

Each to his own my friend.LOL!

I'll grant you "small" (thankfully) argue "tasty" (compared to what --- more vile, vapid, alternative?) and object to "treat" (excepting incarcerated non-Muslim prisoners on hunger strike).

I have, under extreme and exigent circumstances, i.e., being very hungry, and there being nothing else at hand, reluctantly suffered the indignity of trying these vile concoctions, and on every unpleasant occasion, found continuing hunger to be the preferred alternative to more than sampling a small bite of these non-nutritional witches' brews.
 
I enjoyed them as a kid but had some in my 20's and almost tossed em up. I'll stick to mustard sardines, smoked oysters and kippered snacks.
 
I'll grant you "small" (thankfully) argue "tasty" (compared to what --- more vile, vapid, alternative?) and object to "treat" (excepting incarcerated non-Muslim prisoners on hunger strike).

I have, under extreme and exigent circumstances, i.e., being very hungry, and there being nothing else at hand, reluctantly suffered the indignity of trying these vile concoctions, and on every unpleasant occasion, found continuing hunger to be the preferred alternative to more than sampling a small bite of these non-nutritional witches' brews.

I'm thinking you've had some bad memories.:(
 
My wife wants to know what rat cheese is?

But you don't, right? :)

Rat cheese can refer either to cheddar or American cheese or, possibly, to "processed cheese food slices."

Swiss, brie, pepperjack, gouda, asiago, edam--not rat cheese.
 
Once in awhile, we have a surprisingly sophisticated thread on matters culinary, reflecting the refined tastes of some forum members ( a nod to S&W Chad is here in order). This, sadly, has not been among them. Vienna Sausages, and similar meat-resembling industrial waste products, are probably the inspirational half of the comparison of the distasteful similarities of sausage-making and legislating. The necessity (?) of having to scrape off the Vaseline-like gelatinous goo from the pathetic little pink wieners ought to be sufficient warning to all but the most depraved of tastes...

Yep. Repressed and in the closet Vienna sausage eater. I can spot 'em every time!

Check under ol' jkc's bed sometime, my friends: Cases upon cases of Vienna sausages ... to gnaw upon, quietly, when the rest of the world sleeps....:eek: :D
 
My wife wants to know what rat cheese is?

mjr was right in his explanation. Usually, though, I've always considered "rat cheese" nothing less than a good hunk of cheddar. It's not just regular cheddar either. It's the kind that's hard and doesn't get soft and mushy when tossed in the saddle bags or small knapsack when in a duck blind or when bird hunting.

Which reminds me...not to highjack a thread...but rat cheese also tastes pretty darn good when combined with a tart apple...like a Granny Smith, or Waltanna, or Thompkins King. Dang...I'm getting hungry again.:)
 
We always keep a bunch of cans of vienna sausage and spam. Back when I worked for a living and wasn't paid a lot used to make a lot of "BAM" sandwiches.Cut and slice some spam and fry it up and then dump in a can of baked beans and split a loaf of crusty Italian bread lengthwise and apply the sliced span and beans and set down and eat it. Now you are probably wondering what the heck the BAM part was. Well when your stomach starts to digest this glorious repast a strange reaction takes place. A lot of what you have just eaten is converted to gas. And the human body is very good at getting rid of gas. Especially if it is high pressure and noxious. Large amounts of extreme flatulence is/are experienced and I have seen people walk in our controlroom take one wiff and suddenly depart. And the decibel level is also quite high and hearing protection is suggested. Frank
 
"Processed cheese food slices" are definitely NOT rat cheese. Rats won't touch the stuff. They know better.

My dad and I used to eat Vienna sausages when hunting, but he also liked to carry Braunschweiger along to spread on crackers. Anyone ever eat that stuff? I'll never forget the taste. It has to be acquired I think.
 
My dad and I used to eat Vienna sausages when hunting, but he also liked to carry Braunschweiger along to spread on crackers. Anyone ever eat that stuff? I'll never forget the taste. It has to be acquired I think.

I love it. Always have. But I grew up eating liver a lot.

Liked that too, and still do.
 
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I loved braunschweiger when I was a little boy. That's really odd since I was such a finicky eater back then. I'd rather have a brat now.
I snicker at those who are disgusted with weiners, potted meat, and other sausages, or mystery meats. The Jungle was written about 100 years ago, and about a quarter of the country stopped eating meat from packers after it came out, for legitimate reasons. Even with our lazy lifestyles and sodium packed and fatty diets, we're living as long as we ever have. Nothing wrong with fat, just don't overdo it. Snout or tail, it's still just pork.
 
Funny coincidence. My wife had a meeting at church last night so we had a big lunch yesterday and then a cold plate for supper. Our cold plate consisted of cheese, olives, Ritz crackers, deviled eggs, a can of tuna and a can of vienna sausage. Plus we bought 4 cans at the grocery store today.

CW

That's just downright gourmet. We need pics with protection. Get some of those fancy Ritz's.
 
I never had Vienna sausages until I was 18 years old. I was working in a grocery store and they were on the shelf next to my favorite - deviled ham. So I tried a can and was hooked. My wife thinks both of them along with Spam are disgusting and says my tastebuds are terminally blue collar. The food I remember most from my youth with my father was his favorite hunting snack, his poor mans shrimp cocktail. The sharpest cheddar cheese you could get along with home-made cocktail sauce with enough horseradish in it to curl your nose hairs washed down with a beer. After a mornings hunting it was about the best lunch you could have.
 
The description of that pickup sounds exactly like the '40 model Ford that we had for a work truck when I was a kid.

I still enjoy vi-eenies with a chunk of red rind rat cheese and crackers. However it seems that I keep tasting them for hours after eating the darned things. Thanks for the memories.:)
 
Not sure why, but I woke up with a craving for a VS and cheese omelet this morning.

 
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Leberwurst. I think they put braunschweiger on the label 'cause they think people won't buy "liver wurst".

I can't eat it like I used to, and that's annoying. Miracle Whip on white bread, two slices of leberwurst. Damn good eats. Eat two of 'em - still got a half a roll of it left - and burp it for the next week.

I don't like viennas in the winter-time. The chicken stock they are packed in turns to jello. But when it's warm, pop the top, pour it off, scarf 'em down. I use a spoon and eat 'em like I'm eating pudding. Much easier than trying to worry a single sausage out of that tight-packed can.

Man, I'm down to one can of viennas and three of beanie-weenies. Gotta make a Sams run.
 
You sure brought back some memories.
A rainy fall morning walking the alfalfa fields looking for pheasants with my Dad. Shooting left handed with a right handed bolt .410. Vi-eeenies with scrambled eggs and onions wrapped up inside a tortilla and hot milk in a mason jar wrapped in paper and foil with just enough coffee to give it some color and taste. They were double wrapped in foil and left on the intake manifold to keep them warm while we hunted. You sure brought up some really good memories.
Thanks again.
 
Veee-anna or Vie-eeenie Sausages...

The "Don't Ask... Don't Tell" of canned meat products.

We called them Vie-eeenie Sammiches when was I growing up. Halved lengthwise and on white bread with mayo was a staple brown bag lunch for me in school.
 
DANG you guys! I stopped at a Kroger after a meeting this morning, intending just to pick up Febreze and baking soda.

Left with three cans of Armour Viennas.

Thank heaven I no long have money to buy guns--you guys are dangerous!
 
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