Discussion in 'General Chatter' started by Archie's Mum, Dec 1, 2019.
We dissected frogs!
Us too. Well some of us but not this one. I think there was a white mouse as well. We had to pin the poor little frog or mouse on a board, belly up.....I was gone by then.
The first thing I ever dissected at school (I hasten to add the at school, in case anyone thinks I did this for fun at home) was an earthworm. I can remember my dad digging up half the back garden trying to find big, fat worms for me to take to school..... The worms were followed by a frog, a rat and a pigeon. We had a large container of formalin in the school lab, and after we had finished with whichever creature we were dissecting, we had to attach a label to it so that we could identify which one belonged to whom at the next lesson. This, of course, didn't apply to the worms
We've come a long way from counties, but I love all the stories and tastes!
Going off piste was what got us put here in the first place.
pie, mash and liquor Did you miss the bit "after a visit to the pub"? But pease pudding and saveloys are my idea of a food nightmare, pardon the indelicacy, but they do make me gag.
I understand that offal is making a comeback. Going even further off piste, why are sweetmeats not meat and why is sweetbread not bread?
Righto I've just put brekky back a little Okay with the 'lambs fry & onions' which I now have to push myself to make for 'himself' but we're definitely having chicken for this evenings repast, stir fry or salad....haven't quite decided.
I was a tad young to have been to the pub - maybe if I had been, it would have been more palatable I’d forgotten about saveloys, best left forgotten!
Another thing my grandmother liked (and I think this may have been because she thought it was ‘posh’) was Advocaat - yeuk....
I believe and correct me if I’m wrong. Liquor is a white parsley sauce?
I think our diet over here is somewhat different in parts.
My grandmother wouldn’t eat meat on Good Friday but would substitute it with saveloys
Served like this
It wasn't Christmas without Advocaat
Advocaat and cherry brandy........s i c k l y .....
Obviously, the cherry hovering over the glass makes all the difference
My father-in-law loved tripe. It was his weekly treat. Yee-uk.
Mind you, all this goes to show how our tastes have been changed over the years by clever marketing. I find that I can't eat much of what my step-daughter serves her family - everything is so SWEET.
Yet she makes a cup of tea with "white water" ... whatever happened to milk from a bottle with cream on the top (that froze in winter and pushed up the cap)?
And back in the day when the milkman would bring your milk in a proper glass bottle with a silver metal top, if you weren’t quick the birds would peck a hole in the top and nick the cream.
Free milk at school! (Now I'm showing my age!)
I didn’t mind the free school milk. We were lucky. It was kept under a tree in the shade until recess. Back in the day when schools had trees.
I was born in Denbighshire. It has also been Flintshire, Clwyd (post 1974) and is now back in Denbighshire.
Yes, the above HAS been sitting on 'post reply' for about two days. You lot can't half gab.
I've never understood suvveners and the jellied eel thing. I was reared on dripping butties and black pudding though. The dripping pot was on the top shelf in the kitchen in a brown eartherware pot.
And it froze solid during the winter where we lived. I think it froze in the crates before it even got to the doorstep.
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