The Thousands

Sausages. They’re like the phallic mongrels of the meat world, filled with nutritious (yet unappealing) body parts – in fact, there are enough organs in a single sausage to write an PhD on anatomy. Poor sausages, who will say nice things about them, redeem their unfortunate reputation?

The answer is that Gianni will. Don’t let Connections fool you, Gianni (a Bosnian migrant) is the king of Perth’s Sausage Scene. Follow the meaty scent down Scarborough Beach Road and look for the flickering fairy lights of his beef palace. Any night (par Monday) he’s there, waiting for you to come and chew on his sausage selection ‘til well after midnight.

Your arteries will scream at the sight of the traditional Balkan grill, chevupchis and burek. For the best sausage-to-dollar ratio we suggest the Sarajevo-priced ‘Mostar Express’. For $55 (feeds four) your table get appetisers, starter, two mains, sweets, coffee AND corkage. We’d advise to car pool – the drink specials tend to flow late into the night.

Forget boiling a hot dog or throwing a snagger on the BBQ, and head to Gianni’s to get your taste of real sausage! You’ll never leave your intestine-filled friends out in the cold ever again.