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I had a similar experience in Normandy, but I’m not as nails as you, as I could only eat half of it before pushing the plate away.True! Wifey and I were in France with little cash and we didn't want to use our cards. Went to eat and Wifey wanted steak and chips!!! I worked out the money and she could have that, we could have a glass of wine each and ........ I could afford the cheapest meal on the menu - andouillette! The waiter asked me three times before accepting the order. I thought "sausage in mustard? What could go wrong? Well! This sausage in mustard sauce with chips arrived. It smelt a bit vinegary. I cut it open length wide and it fell apart juddering and wobbling - a sausage full of holes and tubes and stinking of vinegar and hot rancid pig guts. Wifey blanched, but not enough to stop eating her steak and chips. I gulped and tucked in. Do you know, so long as I didn't breath through my nose and I ate small forkfulls that I didn't have to chew, and I looked straight ahead, it was OK.
The restaurant were so impressed that I finished the plate and said "Merci, c'est trez bon" in bad French that they gave us a free bottle of wine![]()
The whiff of the farmyard, every time the fork got close to my nose got to me in the end, and I couldn’t finish.
The very next day we went to a farmers market, and a lady was giving out large chunks of sausage on cocktail sticks.
Of course, I went and got a thumb sized piece, and it was bloody Andouillette again!!
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