Is sausage toast a thing?

I just came across this in an incomplete first draft:

"Her own father, who came by the Stop-Light Inn every morning for black coffee and two fried eggs on sausage toast, asked her about Rosalee at least once a week."

This draft's been sitting a while, so I'm not sure if "sausage toast" is a type-o, something I've heard of but forgotten, or just something my brain put together for whatever reason. It's no Toyota Celica or cellar door*, but I sort of like the way it sounds. Sausage toast. But I'm not sure this character in this town would eat it. Sounds exotic, like something eaten in Peoria with a fork.

*I read this DeLillo Paris Review interview today. He's mind-blowingly smart. It's interesting to see how some of the ideas he's working with in this 1993 interview show up in his post 9/11 article "In the Ruins of the Future." If I were more familiar with his work, I'm sure I'd already know he's been working with these ideas (fragmentation, dread, the way "plot extends its own logic to the ultimate point", or narratives narrow the world, etc.). I'm just not. I'm not a very heady writer, perhaps as evidenced in the above sentence, which comes from a story about a mule named Rosalee. I'm not a heady-enough reader either**, but at times I try. Aside from being mind-blown by DeLillo's smarts and his thoughtfulness about his own work--his ability to package his thoughts about what any one of his novels was doing into a thesis of sorts--I was pretty into the way he talked about language and about sentences.***

Sometimes when people talk about language in fiction, I get turned off. It feels to me (threatening, I'm sure, when my insecurities are at play, but...) as if some kind of impressive wordplay becomes more important than...what? narrative? Not necessarily. I guess often when I read people talking about how important language is to their work, I feel like I don't like their work very much. It's beyond me somehow**. 

Ryan Call is an exception to this. You can see him talk about language in this Dark Sky Magazine interview. What he has to say seems to jive with what DeLillo had to say about starting with sentences and a story arising from that. Call's first collection, The Weather Stations, totally blew me away, not incidentally. Anyway, when DeLillo talks about sentences in the '93 interview, I feel inspired. I feel like I want to sit down and write, starting word by word, sentence by sentence. That is, after all, where some of the true joy I get out of writing comes from. I love to toil over a sentence and fix and cut and re-fix. Sometimes I think I should be writing poems instead of stories about mules and whatnot. 

Anyway. When your footnote is triple the size of your post, it might be time to get back to whatever you were doing before you decided to blog. When you're rehashing not one but two blog posts you've already covered, it might be time to sign off, or you know, develop some other interests. Cheers, folks.

***And here is a sentence that could use a little work. 

Update: Three past blog posts have been recycled in the making of this post, it turns out. Awesome!