The Isolated Blurt Thread XIX: Ice Cream Has No Bones

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It's Lit, we all know that getting our ass eaten means tossing our salad.
 
Just making sure.

I didn't know that!

I've been told that American serving staff are friendly, but surely that goes above and beyond. Especially when it's an all you can eat buffet.

And still on food - spotted dick is indeed revolting, as are lots of traditional English foods (that as a matter of fact almost no-one eats any more)and of course I would never denigrate all American food. But bechamel with meat?
 
I sense a theme...

My mother once spent hours baking bread so that when he came home the house would be filled with wonderful smells and he would be able to have a slice hot from the oven. She put it before him with pride, and he said. 'Hmmph. Have we got any proper bread?'

For his generation, tins and packaged foods were a prophylactic against the abominable food safety standards of the 30s and earlier.
 
Here it is... yet another morning. Today I feel like I've had a lot of these.

Let me add my unsolicited thoughts on the recent blurts and follow-on blurts:


1. It's fun to poke the Brits... but I'm having Scrapple and eggs this morning.

B. Self image - there will always be someone smarter, faster, stronger, richer, better looking. By the time a lot of people learn this, they have wasted some good years pursuing a vision of ideal that nobody can meet. It's pithy advice; but, live your life on your own terms and don't worry about what others think of you.

iii. I had to googlize Nikki Manaj... 32 is too old to be acting 14.
 
My mother once spent hours baking bread so that when he came home the house would be filled with wonderful smells and he would be able to have a slice hot from the oven. She put it before him with pride, and he said. 'Hmmph. Have we got any proper bread?'

For his generation, tins and packaged foods were a prophylactic against the abominable food safety standards of the 30s and earlier.

My mum made soda bread 2 or 3 times a week up until my Dad went in a nursing home 6 years ago. She occasionally bakes now (at 90) but says it's not the same eating it without him. He loved her bread!
 
My mum made soda bread 2 or 3 times a week up until my Dad went in a nursing home 6 years ago. She occasionally bakes now (at 90) but says it's not the same eating it without him. He loved her bread!

Awwww...

That's lovely.

I haven't baked in months, but I picked our blackcurrants yesterday (because they would spoil by the time we came back from France) and made a pound of jam with them. I just had some now on some decent toast and it was the best I ever tasted. Supermarket jam is almost always too sweet, don't you think?
 
This morning would have been ideal for salted caramel ice cream in a waffle cone. It was cool enough so as not to melt it instantly. One has to love New England weather.
 
Awwww...

That's lovely.

I haven't baked in months, but I picked our blackcurrants yesterday (because they would spoil by the time we came back from France) and made a pound of jam with them. I just had some now on some decent toast and it was the best I ever tasted. Supermarket jam is almost always too sweet, don't you think?

Yes I bloody too. Some of it is like fucking Benylin. I like to taste the fruits and I like it to make my ears laugh, not slip into a diabetic trance.
 
Yes I bloody too. Some of it is like fucking Benylin. I like to taste the fruits and I like it to make my ears laugh, not slip into a diabetic trance.

Speaking of diabetic - I read a letter in Country Life from someone making the same point who said that he always bought diabetic jam now, which tastes more like jam used to - for obvious reasons, I suppose!

Benylin is awful, of course. But I used to love getting infections as a child just so I could have the most amazing banana-flavoured antibiotic gloop. God it was good. My paediatric Proustian penicillin.
 
Speaking of diabetic - I read a letter in Country Life from someone making the same point who said that he always bought diabetic jam now, which tastes more like jam used to - for obvious reasons, I suppose!

Benylin is awful, of course. But I used to love getting infections as a child just so I could have the most amazing banana-flavoured antibiotic gloop. God it was good. My paediatric Proustian penicillin.

I remember a bright pink medicine that tasted of almonds. Also Vicks Medinite. Knocked you the fuck out. Fabulous stuff. And good ole Kaolin & Morphine. Used to look forward to a good dose of the shits with a bottle of that in the cupboard.
 
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