Must be my German-Czech roots: I regularly get packages of bratwurst and cook them up for the fridge. Then I make hot bratwurst sandwiches with mustard and sauerkraut. You wouldn't think of this as a common Southern California thing, but somebody is buying all those brats they have in the store.

Funny thing is I can't remember my parents ever serving sausages as a kid. I do remember the frozen breaded veal popsicles. God, those were awful.