When you walk into a grocery store and go to the aisle titled "WURST":
I guess you shouldn't really be surprised when you find a box-o-tongues there:
Yep, those Germans, gotta have ready access to tongue at all times. This bucket full of laminated tongues greeted me at the local mini-mart near our hotel in Berlin. Funny, after being blind-sided by the stomach/colon/feces sausage at the charming French bistro, I somehow felt a new appreciation for tongue- at least it immediately declares itself and visually repulses, and won't stand a chance of sneaking its way onto my plate for $30!