I've always been a fan of a well cooked sausage.
America does not appear to take the humble banger too seriously. The hot-dog is an abomination.
I bought half a dozen chipolatas from Myers of Keswick in the West Village yesterday and have been looking forward to them all day. I just cooked them to a pleasant sticky-burnt finish and wolfed them down with some well-dressed salad and a spot of cous-cous.
There is a corner of New York that is forever England.