Snag-tastic.
by Tara Emily
There is this gourmet sausage stall at Falls Festival that is so good that I often find myself thinking about it on one of the other 362 days of the year. There is something about the unique fried sausage with random sauces and a bit ‘o green stuff on top that really makes me feel as if I’ve actually had some sleep and perhaps even a shower. So you can imagine my excitement when I saw a (different) gourmet sausage place prop up on the corner of La Trobe and Swanston Street in Melbourne in the past couple of weeks.
Introducing Snag Stand: another of a growing list of boutique food chain stores to come from Sydney. And despite my apprehension to trust anything that comes from Sydney, I was once again pleasently surprised.
I tried a chicken and rocket snag with sauteed onions and rocket pesto aioli, wrapped in a gluten free bun (yes, I am a glu-tard). While this wasn’t on the set menu, this place lets you dictate what your tastebuds prefer to dance to. I was nervous. Could this be in anyway like the romantic memory I had of gorging on sausages in my most feral state? Yes it can, and let me tell you, it did. Times a million. Snag Stand was just as amazing sober and clean, as that random foodstall at Falls in any state you please. If this place added some really cool music, the experience would be perfect.
If you are feeling pekish in the city sometime soon I highly recomend you go check this place out. I would LOVE to hear about your experiments with flavours – so shoot me a comment so I can test them out myself!
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If it’s still there in six months I’ll be shocked.
The great selling point of sausage in bread is that it’s just that. I don’t need to worry about rare, medium rare, well done, or accompanying wines. The hardest part of sealing the deal should be whether or not to add onions or sauce…or both.
This place gives you too many options, and charges through the arse for it. $20 for two sausages in…panini, quality of which that wouldn’t have felt out of place in your local 7-11. Throw in a 5-10 minute waiting period, there’s no motivation to go there instead of the Hungry Jacks next door. It’s not cheap, easy or convenient. Throw in the seating area thats well in the eye of the sun yet not protected from rain. Reminds of the pieshop that was downstairs for a few months…used to sell crocodile, emu and roo pies at $10 a pop…completely missed their clientele.