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i've a chest freezer full to the gills with garden produce waiting for me to process... normally i'm cooking jams & jellies and soups and stuff as the fresh produce comes in. Been way too hot this year to even consider it... waiting for cooler weather then i've got blueberries, strawberries, cantaloupe, squash, tomatoes, peppers and more. Not complaining, just not been cooking what i normally would. Gonna be a busy bee come October.
Is it all for you and your family or does it go to other places, like church events maybe.
 
Is it all for you and your family or does it go to other places, like church events maybe.
it used to be for all family, but in the case of jams and preserves that number's down where some are cutting way back on sugar. The veggies get shared with my son-in-law, though he grows stuff too, and he shares home-grown pork with us. Extra fruit and veggies often go to neighbours and my m-i-l's pastor... the bulk of it gets made into soups/pies/stuffed peppers/jams/salsa etc... and get stored on shelves and in the freezer for consumption throughout the year. We always have extra jams and pickles, and these get gifted to anyone stopping by but even then enough remain on the shelves 'in case'... my m-i-l comes from the days o depression, when you kept everything but shared with your friends and neighbours in need. :)
 
His mum tried a new recipe yesterday, using some of the peaches from the freezer; it was supposed to be a peach cobbler. She's 99 and pretty on the ball but she thinks she used too many peaches in this one, lol... there was almost no 'cobbler' and an incredibly sweet, gooey outcome. :eek:
 
Some years ago, I was having lunch with an old friend at a London City restaurant that seemed to specialise in 'school dinners'. It was summer, and the 'pudding of the day' was a concoction of cold stewed plums, topped with a thin slice of chilled Christmas pudding-type gateaux and creme Anglaise. My friend ordered it; took one spoonful; and summoned the waiter.

'Is there a problem, sir?'

'The custard seems to have died,' my friend said. 'It is stone cold and I can detect no pulse.'
 
Hot Crumble/Cobbler, cold custard...That's the best combo, right?
Cold custard??? I’m afraid that sort of opinion is going to cause unrest here. You’ll be saying you like the skin on top next.
i love cold custard, especially if it's Ambrosia custard

hot custard's ok in small doses but the cold/hot combo works best for me... a hot pie with ice cream or cold custard or cream *nom*

no skin!
 
semi busy making pizza sauce right now using up some of the fresh tomatoes on the verge of getting too squishy with a few greenies thrown in for good measure
 
Yes cold custard on hot pie cherry is my current favourite.
So Ambrosia rice pudding -the full fat one. Cold from the tin. Om nom nom
 
Does anyone remember the shop van.
The old bloke who used to drive around the estate with a van full of titbits like bread,crisps,chocolate and crappy pop.
Ours had a bell he used to ring and designated stops.
Oh and you could get single ciggies.
 
Sorry, I'm going against the grain, hot apple crumble with hot custard or ice cream. I do not like cold custard, to gluppie and gets a skin on top
 
Does anyone remember the shop van.
The old bloke who used to drive around the estate with a van full of titbits like bread,crisps,chocolate and crappy pop.
Ours had a bell he used to ring and designated stops.
Oh and you could get single ciggies.
yup, sold potatoes as well and milk if i recall

then there was Mr. whippy and another one i don't remember the name of but something like Toni's? had a pink(?) cow or something on the side. One of them played off-key Greensleeves :eek:

and then there was the rag-man with his horse and cart, and i used to feed his horse the not so great apples, and milk delivered by breakfast in glass bottles and, last but not least, the shellfish guy who came around on a Sunday with cockles and winkles and other stuff... but we usually had a big plate of winkles, probably the cheapest option, lol
 
yup, sold potatoes as well and milk if i recall

then there was Mr. whippy and another one i don't remember the name of but something like Toni's? had a pink(?) cow or something on the side. One of them played off-key Greensleeves :eek:

and then there was the rag-man with his horse and cart, and i used to feed his horse the not so great apples, and milk delivered by breakfast in glass bottles and, last but not least, the shellfish guy who came around on a Sunday with cockles and winkles and other stuff... but we usually had a big plate of winkles, probably the cheapest option, lol
And how old are you? You’ll be tell us about what was like during the war next 😂

Yes, I can remember the milk man and glass bottles. Gold top with an inch or so of cream on the top. As for ice cream vans we still get them except our local company is an Italian family called Gallones. A van drives around picking up scrap, no horse, I tried feeding the engine apples but it wasn’t very receptive. And finally we occasionally get a guy who tries to sell fresh fish, 😂, that has come all the way from Grimsby. As for cockles and winkles, I’d run a mile from those.
 
We also had a Saturday afternoon chip van and those were by far the tastiest fish and chips ever.
Ì can see us going back to these type of things.
 
We get a van comes round with exactly what we want from Sainsbury's or Tesco.

There is a guy drives round in a van with an amplified racket that's as sinister af. It would terrify me as a child. He may be collecting badly behaved children but using scrap metal as a front.

I've heard about milk deliveries and Mums answering the door in a negligee and hopeful smile.
 
We also had a Saturday afternoon chip van and those were by far the tastiest fish and chips ever.
Ì can see us going back to these type of things.
I can see Liz Truss introducing trickledown workhouses to get us on the road to growth
 
I still have a scar on a finger from being run over by a milkman's horse and cart while he was visiting his lady friend. The horse had been left facing into a snow storm. It decided, on its own, to walk around into our cul-de-sac. Because of the snow on the ground, I didn't hear it, and because of the snow in its eyes, it didn't see me...
 
According to our records...

This morning I had a letter from my local garage advising me that an MOT is due in six weeks.

It started 'According to our records'...

But:

1. It spelt my surname wrong.

2. The address was wrong. The address given (No. 22) was of a house that doesn't exist, at the other end of a road beside my house and my address isn't in that road. The postman delivered it to No. 24. The owner of 24 knows who I am so redelivered it by hand.
 
And how old are you? You’ll be tell us about what was like during the war next 😂

Yes, I can remember the milk man and glass bottles. Gold top with an inch or so of cream on the top. As for ice cream vans we still get them except our local company is an Italian family called Gallones. A van drives around picking up scrap, no horse, I tried feeding the engine apples but it wasn’t very receptive. And finally we occasionally get a guy who tries to sell fresh fish, 😂, that has come all the way from Grimsby. As for cockles and winkles, I’d run a mile from those.
63, you cheeky whippersnapper, you :D No, i was not around in the war, something i count myself lucky for on every single day i remember to
We get a van comes round with exactly what we want from Sainsbury's or Tesco.

There is a guy drives round in a van with an amplified racket that's as sinister af. It would terrify me as a child. He may be collecting badly behaved children but using scrap metal as a front.

I've heard about milk deliveries and Mums answering the door in a negligee and hopeful smile.
i forgot about the scrap man... horse and cart, collected metal scraps and sharpened knives. blimey, that's a distant memory so i'm guessing he wasn't around past me being 5... perhaps he's the guy who opened the scrap metal place and scrap tyres down the road some... that big old place had thousands of tyres stacked up; i remember one hot summer when they all caught alight :eek:
 
63, you cheeky whippersnapper, you :D No, i was not around in the war, something i count myself lucky for on every single day i remember to

i forgot about the scrap man... horse and cart, collected metal scraps and sharpened knives. blimey, that's a distant memory so i'm guessing he wasn't around past me being 5... perhaps he's the guy who opened the scrap metal place and scrap tyres down the road some... that big old place had thousands of tyres stacked up; i remember one hot summer when they all caught alight :eek:
"Caught alight" ... right ;) :cool:
You have to pay a waste tax or summinck on tyre ( tire) disposal now. Our sailing club used to use them around the quaysides but no more
 
We have a fortnightly vegetable delivery from a local farm. We could have it weekly but we don't use it enough.

We can order online for delivery from Tesco, Asda (Walmart), Ocado, Sainsbury's, Waitrose, and others.

We used to have a fish delivery on Fridays but don't use it because our local friends keep giving us freshly caught fish.

As for takeaways? We have thirty local outlets that will deliver - Indian, Pakistani, Bangladeshi, Chinese, (Peking and Cantonese), Thai, Pizza, Kebabs, Big M, KFC, other chicken, Italian, etc.
 
"Caught alight" ... right ;) :cool:
You have to pay a waste tax or summinck on tyre ( tire) disposal now. Our sailing club used to use them around the quaysides but no more
who knows? i was a scrap... it was a year when the fields over the back of our house, recently changed from horse grazing to wheat, also were on fire. maybe there was a little arsonist around :eek:
 
Literotica is an unlikely and weird place to post revenge porn pics. Reddit, Twitter etc are much more likely targets.

The idea is to shame the person pictured. Why post on Lit when the target is very unlikely to see it?
 
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