So how did the poached sausage compare to my memory of the flavor of whole smoked beef tongue? It wasn’t dead on, but it was closer than any of the whole tongues I’ve attempted to date. Good enough that I’ll take some to my parents, who have been wishing for smoked tongue, too. And really, what ever does compare to a memory?
As for the texture, it was ok, like a typical Kielbasa or similar sausage– pretty cohesive. In retrospect, I wish I had stuffed some in a coarse grind so as to be able to compare. Next time.