Polish sausage at the Dutch Goose The Local Dish, posted by Dave B., a resident of the Menlo Park: Allied Arts/Stanford Park neighborhood, on Feb 7, 2007 at 4:29 pm Dave B. is a member (registered user) of Almanac Online
Please correct me if I'm wrong about this, since I haven't been back to the Dutch Goose after the experience one night in December 2005 that I describe below.
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.
Posted by Jenna, a resident of the Menlo Park: Central Menlo Park neighborhood, 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...
Posted by Dave B., a resident of the Menlo Park: Allied Arts/Stanford Park neighborhood, 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?
Posted by Jenna, a resident of the Menlo Park: Downtown neighborhood, 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.
Posted by Dave B., a resident of the Menlo Park: Allied Arts/Stanford Park neighborhood, on Mar 5, 2007 at 1:43 pm
I don't know why, but my polish sausage last week at Rossotti's wasn't as good as the one before. Sometimes, I think praising a place is a sure way to be let down the naxt time.
As for the staff, I've never met this woman that Jenna refers to. the guys behind the counter are not bubbling over with enthusiasm -- in fact, they hardly say anything -- but that doesn't bother me. It's a joint. Just give me my food and leave me alone to read the paper: that's my credo for Rossotti's and places like it.
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