It has been a long time in coming but are now getting warm to taking another trip overseas. The closest I have been lately to anything away from these fair shores, is the eating of the occasional Danish biscuit or a generous thick slice of Strasbourg sausage sometimes called a ‘knob of Strasbourg.’. The latter I get at special events. I never get much encouragement when eating anything with bits of white fat embedded in a sausage with H wrinkling up her nose and chucking it back dismissively between its bulging brothers waiting in the frigidly cold part of miles of other waiting and competing sausages with white goods.
The history of the sausage is interesting and dates back to Roman times when the left bank of the Rhine( Alsace)already then supplied sausages to the Romans. In fact, even the word knackwurst dates back a few thousand years. The work ‘knack’ relating to the sound a good tight sausage makes when biting into it. It is even suggested that long pauses in German composers incidental pieces of music is thought to be caused by the composer taking a break to get stuck into another bite of a good sausage. If a lunga pausa ( long pause) together with a fermata (pause) is indicated on a piece of music it is not always that the composer took a breather, no he simply took a bite of knackwurst. It is well known amongst students of German and Italian music that Bach was known to fancy a bite or two. Glenn Gould, rest his genius soul, indicated that by a humming at every pause while playing the piano. Of course in the performance of an opera one could hardly expect a long pause by Pavarotti or Dame Sutherland taking a bite of a sausage instead of catching their breath.
It was a kind, bearded and ruddy looking man in the supermarket who saw me looking pensively at a Strasbourg knob who said; ‘ I buy one of these every week, they are fantastic value’. I appreciated his honesty and effort to include me in his culinary secrets and answered somewhat meekly; ‘I never had one of these.’. ‘Oh, you should, I love them,I would not go without the Strasbourg, I really love them, one a week for me, I tell the wife each time’.
I tried one after that inclusive and intimate conversation. I did like it but not at the rate of one a week. I have one a year or even less. The one in the fridge I bought yesterday in the lull of a terrible storm, is the third in my life. I just felt a need for it. They are 99% energy, according to the inscription on its taut skin.
Who can resist that during this cold weather?
Tags: Alsace, Bach, Fermata, German, Glenn Gould, lunga pausa, Romans, Strasbourg
April 22, 2015 at 3:52 am |
Well yes, Gerard, sausage is good for the soul but not for the heart. It really is a shame to age and find oneself with the need to resist all things that are delicious.
I suppose once in a while a link of sausage is not bad for one’s cholesterol but it really seems a shame to resist all that good food if you and Helvi are going on a European vacation.
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April 22, 2015 at 7:07 am |
Thanks Ivonne,
I do take care and my heart is in good shape with the Strasbourg a rare event.
We mainly eat simple food and Helvi is more of a vegetarian than a carne eating person. We are again thinking of a trip especailly now that the weather has turned bitter and windy. Boy did we get a pelting of rain.
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April 22, 2015 at 6:17 am |
Me. I can resist it. And sadly Dame Joan resisted me. I had managed to get myself some press tickets for two or three performances at the opera house. Not bad huh on my world trip? JS singing in Sydney? And no less, she was singing Lucia. And would you believe it? For the very first time, in her whole bloody career, she cancelled. I’m annoyed to this day. Only made slightly better by the All Blacks hammering the Aussies which I saw in Auckland.
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April 22, 2015 at 7:10 am |
Oh dear, what a pity. JS is an Ikon for Australia and opera. We never saw her at a life performance, too busy and at the time not a great lover of opera.
Sweet revenge from the All Blacks though.
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April 22, 2015 at 6:18 am |
Forgot to say what a gorgeous old photo. Got distracted with my 30-year-old annoyance with JS.
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April 22, 2015 at 7:12 am |
A great photo, dug up by my brother going over my mum’s belongings when she died close to 96 years of age. That augers well for me, despite the Strasbourg.
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April 22, 2015 at 6:23 am |
The urge for sausages was in the air last Friday when, catering for a family dinner, I decided on two flavours of the short and fat variety. Then my brother-in-law arrived with his contribution. A supply of genuine frankfurts and weisswurst from a German butcher in Melbourne. (Technically mine were also of Germanic origin having been purchased from Herr Aldi.) Lots of knacking around the dinner table that evening.
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April 22, 2015 at 7:16 am |
That would have been a great festival of sausages and knacking around.
Mine is still amost 80% complete in the fridge. I’ll spread the joy out over a couple of weeks. This one is from Aldi too. Check it out!
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April 22, 2015 at 3:08 pm |
And what is the skin made of, I wonder?
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April 22, 2015 at 10:33 pm |
I think the skin is plastic or some P.V.A material that doesn’t adhere to the sausage and peels off easily.
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April 22, 2015 at 3:09 pm |
So, your overseas plans are starting to come together! I’m happy to hear that, Gerard.
Gosh, NSW is copping a hiding, isn’t it? People have lost their lives, and others have lost property. I hope the bad weather stops soon.
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April 22, 2015 at 10:35 pm |
Well, we are hopeful now that all medical things are finished. Yes, unbelievable rain. Houses floating down the street in Dungog. It is sunny now.
How is Florence, getting warmer?
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April 23, 2015 at 8:30 am
Yes, we’ve had some very warm days, but I see rain is forecast for the weekend. That’s a pity, because Saturday is Liberation Day, with many ceremonies planned.
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April 22, 2015 at 6:01 pm |
Great photo Gerard. It looks like a very fancy (and expensive) wedding dinner. As for sausage, I ate a hot dog the other day. Does that count? 🙂 –Curt
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April 22, 2015 at 10:37 pm |
Yes, hotdogs do count. (two for one Strasbourg) Happy Earth-day Curt and thanks for the journey through your neck of the woods.
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April 23, 2015 at 5:07 pm
I was glad to have you along on the walk, Gerard. And glad to hear about the hotdogs. 🙂 –Curt
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April 22, 2015 at 7:35 pm |
You have whetted my appetite for a delicious sausage. I have not heard of a Strasbourg knob, but I imagine my German friend is familiar with its deliciousness.. I’ll ask. Sausage und kraut?
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April 22, 2015 at 10:39 pm |
Yes, a good knob of Strasbourg will never go astray.
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April 23, 2015 at 11:12 am |
I love sausages as long as they are vegetarian. The only problem with them is the amount of sodium. I have high blood pressure so I have to be careful not to eat them too often.
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April 24, 2015 at 10:24 am |
I never knew that J S Bach was a Wurst-fiend. Your blog is always educational Gerard. Maybe the S stood for sausage.
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April 25, 2015 at 12:22 am |
I am not sure Andrew. Some scholars attribute the S from Bach for Sauerkraut but remain somewhat divided over that. In any case I love his music even more than the Strasbourg.
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April 25, 2015 at 6:12 pm
Sauerkraut? That’s a nasty ‘un, Sebastian
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April 24, 2015 at 10:34 am |
Fantastic photo!! I enjoyed your sausage news, I haven’t ever tasted the Strasbourg knob… shall look out for it. I hope you were not badly affected by the storm.
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April 25, 2015 at 12:25 am |
The storm here wasn’t too bad, lots of rain and staying indoors peering through the windows. Up north of Sydney it was really heavy, 300mills in a short period. Houses were floating down the streets.
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May 11, 2015 at 12:43 am |
Can’t wait to read further about your overseas plans. If you go to Scandinavia, or Germany you will even have the opportunity to have a knob of fish sausage and white Veal sausage respectively…. What a grand affair your grandparent’s wedding was.Love the old photos..
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