You might think it sounds like the poor cousin of the hot dog but you'd be wrong.
It's a BBQed sausage. Without the extraneous breadage of a bun. And it's just good.
Anyway, Meg fell in love with the hotdog thanks to my American boss and I felt like it was time to pull her back to the right side of the fence when it comesto the eating of sausages so I convinced her that she would rather have a sausage sizzle sausage than the requested hot dog for her birthday dinner.
This also helped me out as, while I can buy 13 types of green tea and 5 kilo bags of pickling salt and miso in my supermarket the availabilityof hot dog rolls is as fickle as the mountain weather and this was not a bunned week.
So- I made this example for Meg:
And she was thrilled and gobbled it up.
Amy wanted to make her own. (As is Amy's want.)
I was dealing out salad and encouraging Meg to eat her sausage sizzle without dissecting it for authenticity and cleaning up's sake when I turned around and saw Amy's sausage:
Well lack of. She had mekabu pickled seaweed and a whole lot of tomato sauce. The fancy restaurant style splodges on the plate are from the soy based sauce that comes with the seaweed. It exploded while she was opening it.
That is not how you eat a sausage sizzle sausage. She'll have her citizenship revoked at this rate!
But, eat it she did:
And declared it delicious. And it's probably a lot healthier than a sausage anyway, hey?
Was just sitting down to my own proper sausage sizzle sausage when I saw K's version:
Sheeesh! Tomato sauce, tonkatsu sauce and mayonnaise??
I give up. This family is a lost cause. We're so un-Australian I better get onto it or I'll lose my citizenship!