My grandfather was a butcher in Bury St. Edmunds when I was a lad. He made his own sausages, took me to the Cattle market (and to the abattoir so I knew where meat came from). When my Scout troop went camping there was eager anticipation among my fellow Scouts of the sausages I would bring for the weekend. Sadly only a couple of independent butchers survive there, but their sausages are still a joy.
I discovered your Substack quite recently, Titus, and I've been enjoying it. But now I've discovered this magnificent paean to the Queen of Counties I'll read everything you post.
For me, a Boston boy, the One True Sausage will always be Mountains. However, Stevens in Frieston is indeed a fine establishment: I've only had the sausages once, but their pies are also things of beauty. Like you, I no longer live in the county, and there's a lot I could say about the state of Boston these days... suffice to say I prefer to remember how it was when I was a kid.
I’m a North Lincs girl, and I’d recommend Spelman’s in Brigg (they were in Scunthorpe too, but not sure if they still are). Superb sausages! 😍
I’d also second that Wold villages are The Land That Time Forgot! I often tell people that Lincolnshire is 50years behind the rest of the country (especially if it comes up that I went to a Grammar school).
Mountains of Boston have been at it for years. I have tried their sausages and they are very good. Also try Haslet. https://www.bostonsausage.co.uk
If you are the adventurous type, then https://www.bostonsausage.co.uk/collections/cooked-meats-pies/products/sliced-stuffed-chine-500g-approx
It is an acquired taste. I make it myself. Hardly anybody I know likes it, but I love it.
Bon appetite!
My grandfather was a butcher in Bury St. Edmunds when I was a lad. He made his own sausages, took me to the Cattle market (and to the abattoir so I knew where meat came from). When my Scout troop went camping there was eager anticipation among my fellow Scouts of the sausages I would bring for the weekend. Sadly only a couple of independent butchers survive there, but their sausages are still a joy.
I discovered your Substack quite recently, Titus, and I've been enjoying it. But now I've discovered this magnificent paean to the Queen of Counties I'll read everything you post.
For me, a Boston boy, the One True Sausage will always be Mountains. However, Stevens in Frieston is indeed a fine establishment: I've only had the sausages once, but their pies are also things of beauty. Like you, I no longer live in the county, and there's a lot I could say about the state of Boston these days... suffice to say I prefer to remember how it was when I was a kid.
Do keep reading Ben. Us expats have to stick together
Nearly forgot Bycrofts. Don't even know if they still trade.
I’m a North Lincs girl, and I’d recommend Spelman’s in Brigg (they were in Scunthorpe too, but not sure if they still are). Superb sausages! 😍
I’d also second that Wold villages are The Land That Time Forgot! I often tell people that Lincolnshire is 50years behind the rest of the country (especially if it comes up that I went to a Grammar school).