Back when the Patriots played at Sullivan Stadium, David Littlefield had an idea. Chicken wings, yup, chicken wings sold to tailgaters in the stadium’s parking lot. He bought a trailer with a fryer, set up shop - and waited. Not a soul was interested. No quitter, David traded chicken for hot dogs and sausages, starts taking a cart around Boston, and eleven years ago, he finagles a spot to set up a sausage stand on Lansdowne Street, across from Fenway Park. The legend of  "The Sausage Guy" was born.

Maybe it’s the booming voice ("SAUUUUSAGES!!"), maybe the boyish grin, maybe the fifteen-hour day work ethic, Littlefield is now a staple around Fenway Park. Kids ask for his autographs, ballplayers give him a nod, and tourists take pictures with him. He counts Jerry Springer, Lenny Clark, Jasper White, and the Phantom Gourmet among his customers. He owns a fleet of sausage carts, runs the South Boston restaurant “Salsas,” and if the restaurants are closed, you can order his sausages online.

When he’s not serving up the swine, he’s home playing with his three little kids, Jett, Sawyer and Grace, and hanging in the yard with his wife Rosemary.

Then, there's his other family -- the Red Sox; He was in his spot in 2004 when the Sox reversed the curse, selling dogs and sausages to six-hundred passers by at lunch – and that evening – as the Red Sox won the world series in St. Louis, Littlefield was still next to Fenway, selling to passing celebrants, and celebrating himself – an experience he’ll never forget. So at the next game, stop by! Pick up a dog. Just don't call him Dave. He’s the sausage guy.

http://thesausageguy.com/