My daddy always had a can of Vienna sausages or potted meat or some other canned meat in his truck "just in case." As a kid, I thought those tiny sausages were just the greatest, especially on top of saltine crackers. I'd take a little brown bag with a can of Vienna sausages, a package of saltines, a 5th avenue candy bar and a bottle of Mountain Dew out to the farm when I would help my dad in the summer. Some days that lunch didn't make it until noon, and it became my ten o'clock snack.
A few years ago I decided that I would try those little sausages again. It had been years, but I was now pregnant and I needed to satisfy a craving. I thought that Vienna sausages were the answer. Boy, was I wrong! My adult taste buds have definitely changed. I didn't even make it through the second little wiener before I was grossed out.
Sorry, but no Vienna sausages for me now!
1 comment:
still some useful in emergency === crackers mandatory though [had to have "v" item didn't you???]
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