
I love a good sausage, whether it’s wurst, chorizo, or a good ol’ British banger (stop that tittering at the back). I love ‘em all. So, when I came face to face with a cabinet of sausagey curiosities during a recent trip to Lille, I couldn’t resist.
I walked out of the impressive Wazemmes market with a big bagged stuffed with all manner of meaty goodies, chief among them boudin blanc, a mighty Lyonnaise sausage and two andouillette. They may have smelt a little funny, but boy they looked good. Continue reading




