It may be all true about the sea; but some people would say that they love sausages
Is it," says Chadband, glancing over the table, "from bread in various forms, from butter which is churned from the milk which is yielded unto us by the cow, from the eggs which are laid by the fowl, from ham, from tongue, from sausage
, and from such like?
In the second room of the inn the lieutenant was sitting over a dish of sausages
and a bottle of wine.
Joey and his father were shadowing a pork-butcher's shop, pocketing the sausages
for which their family has such a fatal weakness, and so when the butcher engaged Joey as his assistant there was soon not a sausage
We'll make mincemeat of the girl and hash of the chicken and sausage
of the dog
My cotton stuffing had sagged a good deal with the day's walking and they've loosened it up until I feel as plump as a sausage
To emphasize his remarks, he pulled out a gold-sack the size of a bologna sausage
and thumped it down on the bar.
In reality, true nature is as difficult to be met with in authors, as the Bayonne ham, or Bologna sausage
, is to be found in the shops.
The pie list swelled; the richer puddings had vanished; the sausage
, with his drapery wrapped about him, barely lingered in a pleasant thanatopsis with the buckwheats and the sweet but doomed maple.
So saying, he slammed a sack of gold dust of the size of a bologna sausage
down upon the bar.
The boy gave the sausage
to a peasant, who had very nearly seized it, and stood at the foot of the mast, blubbering, because he was unsuccessful.
You get husky bread and sour drink by it; and he gets sausage
of Lyons, veal in savoury jelly, white bread, strachino cheese, and good wine by it.
And get me a little sausage
, the cheapest, at the pork-butcher's.
Imagine it: Those rigid, shock-headed figures, with corpsy complexions and fish glass eyes, occupying one side of the table in the constrained attitudes and dead fixedness that distinquish all men that are born of wax, and this wrinkled, smoldering old fire-eater occupying the other side, mumbling her prayers and munching her sausages
in the ghostly stillness and shadowy indistinctness of a winter twilight.
The second course was two ducks trussed up in the form of fiddles; sausages
and puddings resembling flutes and hautboys, and a breast of veal in the shape of a harp.