A Parliamentary Report into the Recent Culinary Experiments at Horse House

BlackShanglan

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Rabbit ... goood.

Mansfield pudding ... much ... too ... gooood. Dear God. Spare the women and children. And pass the custard.

Lolling here nearly insensate after the gastronomic route, I can offer only a feeble glimpse of the carnage. The generals who marshalled their forces against us - a pair of the better-known chefs of the 19th century - were merciless in their onslaught. Levelling against us the wholly novel and terrifying weaponry of a whole skinned rabbit, they followed up with a battery of onions, mushrooms, bacon, and - in a master-stroke of surprise assault - lemon and port wine. From our shattered intelligence instruments, we gather that they had inside help as well, with a trusted kitchen commander on the home front lacing the mashed potatoes with cream. The force of their assault left the troops reeling, nearly insensate, and utterly incapable of sustained resistance when faced, after a lengthy battle to demolish the main artillery of the rabbit, with a currant-studded fortress of pudding dripping in custard and wholly unscathed from the fight. The surrender was utter and devastating.

Dear God, those people knew how to cook.

Shanglan
 
rgraham666 said:
Snicker.

And green from jealousy.

Quite.

:)

But I can't help but wonder . . .

Shang, you did use the KC Masterpiece barbecue sauce, then?
 
Thanks for making me hate my late night tuna sammich. It was pretty tasty until I read this. :rolleyes:
 
Liar said:
Thanks for making me hate my late night tuna sammich. It was pretty tasty until I read this. :rolleyes:

As was my sausage, green beans, and (plain) mashed potatos.

damn it.
 
sweetsubsarahh said:
Shang, you did use the KC Masterpiece barbecue sauce, then?

*grin* Oh yes.

Liar said:
Thanks for making me hate my late night tuna sammich. It was pretty tasty until I read this. :rolleyes:

Well, don't be too hard on the tuna. Rabbit is still not everyone's thing, and it's quite fiddly to eat. The SO was a good deal less enthralled with the results.

Better? :)

Shanglan
 
Oh, look- red jammies on a horse! :kiss:
There's gooood eating on a rabbit- i had the back half of one once, in a terrine with fresh garden herbs- basically entire rosemary and tarragon bushes, whole heads of garlic etc- in a little town in the South of France. That was... um... twenty-seven years ago and the memory still lives for me.

Shange where did you find these recipes?
 
My stepfather raises rabbits, but I've yet to eat one. In fact, anytime they put a plate of food in front of me at my mom's house, I eye it and ask "Is this rabbit?" before I take a bite.
 
carsonshepherd said:
My stepfather raises rabbits, but I've yet to eat one. In fact, anytime they put a plate of food in front of me at my mom's house, I eye it and ask "Is this rabbit?" before I take a bite.
Just shut up, and eat.
 
Stella_Omega said:
Just shut up, and eat.
LOL.
Actually, I'm a vegetarian who eats meat. But nothing cute. Pigs, cows and chickens are dumb and ugly so I don't feel bad eating them. *nods*
 
carsonshepherd said:
LOL.
Actually, I'm a vegetarian who eats meat. But nothing cute. Pigs, cows and chickens are dumb and ugly so I don't feel bad eating them. *nods*
never watch "Babe" is my advice ;)
 
lilredjammies said:
I adore you when you're prolix.

:kiss: for my favorite horsie ever.

*singing*

"I'm prooooolix, I'm proooolix!" *insert happy dancing horsie icon*

I mean, ah - one does one's best. ;)

Stella_Omega said:
Oh, look- red jammies on a horse! :kiss:
There's gooood eating on a rabbit- i had the back half of one once, in a terrine with fresh garden herbs- basically entire rosemary and tarragon bushes, whole heads of garlic etc- in a little town in the South of France. That was... um... twenty-seven years ago and the memory still lives for me.

Shange where did you find these recipes?

Stella, that terrine sounds wonderful. I found my recipes in some antique cookbooks - one by Alexis Soyer and the other an old copy of Mrs. Beeton. They've from the mid-to-late 1800's. Now and then I decide to make a really complicated dinner, and they inevitably have good ideas on how to achieve that objective.

Shanglan
 
BlackShanglan said:
Rabbit ... goood.

Mansfield pudding ... much ... too ... gooood. Dear God. Spare the women and children. And pass the custard.

Lolling here nearly insensate after the gastronomic route, I can offer only a feeble glimpse of the carnage. The generals who marshalled their forces against us - a pair of the better-known chefs of the 19th century - were merciless in their onslaught. Levelling against us the wholly novel and terrifying weaponry of a whole skinned rabbit, they followed up with a battery of onions, mushrooms, bacon, and - in a master-stroke of surprise assault - lemon and port wine. From our shattered intelligence instruments, we gather that they had inside help as well, with a trusted kitchen commander on the home front lacing the mashed potatoes with cream. The force of their assault left the troops reeling, nearly insensate, and utterly incapable of sustained resistance when faced, after a lengthy battle to demolish the main artillery of the rabbit, with a currant-studded fortress of pudding dripping in custard and wholly unscathed from the fight. The surrender was utter and devastating.

Dear God, those people knew how to cook.

Shanglan


LOL - You know you should be a food critic, right? :D
 
lilredjammies said:
Dancing like this?

http://bestsmileys.com/horses2/14.gif

Shang, I know you are not a huge emoticon-user, but you might enjoy at least looking here and here.

*nuzzles*

I love the icons at those sites! I might actually have to work out how to use them.

As for the one you included above ...

*clears throat*

*awkward look*

"Well, Jammies, the nice horsies are not precisely dancing. You see, when a momma horsie loves a daddy horsie very very much ..." :D

CharleyH said:
LOL - You know you should be a food critic, right? :D

That would be a dream job for me. *sigh*
 
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