Polish sausage at the Dutch Goose
Original post made by Dave B. on Feb 7, 2007
The Goose's Polish sausage sandwich left me wanting. I could not find relish or diced or sliced onions in the condiment area. They give you onions if you ask for them, I learned later, but that kind of forethought should not be necessary for a condiment.
I also objected to having my sandwich cut in half, as if I were in middle school waiting for my aunt to make my lunch. The bun is much harder to get a grip on when it's shortened. And that was a problem in my case because the sausage slid out of the bun on my first bite! Who wants that? The last few bites were bread and mustard.
At Rossotti's in Portola Valley, the onions and relish are right where you want them and they don't cut the damn thing in half.
Call me picky, but when I want junk food, I want a full junk food experience.
on Feb 13, 2007 at 11:16 am
I'm not sure your polish sausage experience 3 years ago will keep me from my famous deviled eggs, beer, burgers, fabulous hot pastrami and atmosphere...
That sounds simply devastating though!
on Feb 23, 2007 at 2:00 pm
The polish sausage I had at Rossotti's in Portola Valley last week reminded me of how to make that sandwich (sans lettuce and tomato, which I threw away.)
Rossotti's bun has this wonderful texture that is just soft enough. That's the secret: without a slick hard surface inside, the bun grips the sausage, my hands grip the outside and give feedback about what's going on inside, and the sausage stays put. It's just physics, really.
Rossotti's has no noisy TV, no loud music, and a nice clean old counter where you can watch food being cooked. What's better than that when you want a break from very healthy food in an atmosphere congenial to conversation or reading the paper?
on Mar 5, 2007 at 9:48 am
I refuse to eat at Rissotti's. I'll drink the beer, but the Evil, mean wretched woman behind the counter won't get my buisness, I've never come across a more grouchy miserable human being.