Re: Food Thread : Sun Jun 09, 2013 1:03 pm  

Mintball wrote:

Even if the link between a diet high in saturated fat and heart disease were correct, there's little fat in blood.

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And that'll be why I wasn't referring solely to black pudding (though there always seemed to be plenty of fat in it when I used to eat it).

Edit: According to Wiki, black pudding is around 35% fat. I'd say more than a third was quite a significant proportion.

Re: Food Thread : Sun Jun 09, 2013 2:42 pm  

Mintball wrote:

Nice.

Our local French deli sells a beautifully soft chorizo – cooks wonderfully. Makes a lovely frittata with some finely-chopped shallot...

Surely, my dear, you mean tortilla rather than frittata?
You know what with chorizo being Spanish and that.

Re: Food Thread : Sun Jun 09, 2013 3:26 pm  

Is there any food-related issue worse than other people's barbeques?
I propose a barbeque licence, whereby men (because it's usually men who suddenly become expert chefs when the sun comes out) have to undergo training in basic cookery and smoke control before they qualify.

Crap burgers, burned or raw meat, paper plates, nowhere to sit or put your drink while you try to gnaw a chewy Asda steak in a wretched white bun.

I am sure a satisfactory barbeque is theoretically possible but the only one I have ever attended and truly enjoyed was on a beach in Martinique where there were tables and cutlery to enjoy the delicious mountain crayfish.
Oh, and one in Madeira, not on a beach but similarly supplied with seating, tables and cutlery to eat (in this instance) char-grilled fillets of Espada (a type of white fish).

British barbeques are, not always but usually, rubbish.

Re: Food Thread : Sun Jun 09, 2013 4:53 pm  

El Barbudo wrote:

Is there any food-related issue worse than other people's barbeques?
I propose a barbeque licence, whereby men (because it's usually men who suddenly become expert chefs when the sun comes out) have to undergo training in basic cookery and smoke control before they qualify.

Crap burgers, burned or raw meat, paper plates, nowhere to sit or put your drink while you try to gnaw a chewy Asda steak in a wretched white bun.

I am sure a satisfactory barbeque is theoretically possible but the only one I have ever attended and truly enjoyed was on a beach in Martinique where there were tables and cutlery to enjoy the delicious mountain crayfish.
Oh, and one in Madeira, not on a beach but similarly supplied with seating, tables and cutlery to eat (in this instance) char-grilled fillets of Espada (a type of white fish).

British barbeques are, not always but usually, rubbish.

Well the belly-pork I've just dined on with some buttered Jersey spuds and chilli salad was magnifique.

Re: Food Thread : Sun Jun 09, 2013 5:58 pm  

WIZEB wrote:

Well the belly-pork I've just dined on with some buttered Jersey spuds and chilli salad was magnifique.

That sounds delicious.
Needs cutlery and seating though.

Re: Food Thread : Sun Jun 09, 2013 6:05 pm  

El Barbudo wrote:

That sounds delicious.
Needs cutlery and seating though.

Only the pair of us sat on some pleasant garden furniture with some real plates and Sheffield steel forks and knives.
The wine was cr@p but we still managed to slurp 5 bottles of dry white down between us.

Re: Food Thread : Sun Jun 09, 2013 6:13 pm  

WIZEB wrote:

Only the pair of us sat on some pleasant garden furniture with some real plates and Sheffield steel forks and knives.
The wine was cr@p but we still managed to slurp 5 bottles of dry white down between us.

Five? Between two of you? I'd be lying in the garden in a puddle of my own p'ss on two and a half bottles of wine.

Re: Food Thread : Sun Jun 09, 2013 6:14 pm  

El Barbudo wrote: Is there any food-related issue worse than other people's barbeques? I propose a barbeque licence, whereby men (because it's usually men who suddenly become expert chefs when the sun comes out) have to undergo training in basic cookery and smoke control before they qualify. Crap burgers, burned or raw meat, paper plates, nowhere to sit or put your drink while you try to gnaw a chewy Asda steak in a wretched white bun. I am sure a satisfactory barbeque is theoretically possible but the only one I have ever attended and truly enjoyed was on a beach in Martinique where there were tables and cutlery to enjoy the delicious mountain crayfish. Oh, and one in Madeira, not on a beach but similarly supplied with seating, tables and cutlery to eat (in this instance) char-grilled fillets of Espada (a type of white fish). British barbeques are, not always but usually, rubbish. Highly topical: man cooking and Tom Sharpe. The man in question is tb, and he learnt how to do a braai out in SA.

El Barbudo wrote: Is there any food-related issue worse than other people's barbeques? I propose a barbeque licence, whereby men (because it's usually men who suddenly become expert chefs when the sun comes out) have to undergo training in basic cookery and smoke control before they qualify. Crap burgers, burned or raw meat, paper plates, nowhere to sit or put your drink while you try to gnaw a chewy Asda steak in a wretched white bun. I am sure a satisfactory barbeque is theoretically possible but the only one I have ever attended and truly enjoyed was on a beach in Martinique where there were tables and cutlery to enjoy the delicious mountain crayfish. Oh, and one in Madeira, not on a beach but similarly supplied with seating, tables and cutlery to eat (in this instance) char-grilled fillets of Espada (a type of white fish). British barbeques are, not always but usually, rubbish. Highly topical: man cooking and Tom Sharpe. The man in question is tb, and he learnt how to do a braai out in SA.

Re: Food Thread : Sun Jun 09, 2013 6:17 pm  

WIZEB wrote:

Only the pair of us sat on some pleasant garden furniture with some real plates and Sheffield steel forks and knives.
The wine was cr@p but we still managed to slurp 5 bottles of dry white down between us.

Ah, now that sounds more like alfresco dining than the sort of barbeque I'm talking about.

Re: Food Thread : Sun Jun 09, 2013 6:19 pm  

Rock God X wrote:

Five? Between two of you? I'd be lying in the garden in a puddle of my own p'ss on two and a half bottles of wine.

We are hardened sad p!ssheads.
Oh, and it was fooking freezing in the garden up East Yorkshire way.