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Post by iandhunt on Apr 16, 2013 7:06:26 GMT 1
I learned how to cook from my Polish grandmother. I have taken a liking to pizza, especially thin crust....make everything from scratch....the way it should be! As for brown sauce, what color is feces again? Coincidence? I think not!
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Post by Crazy Horse on Apr 28, 2013 14:00:56 GMT 1
Well after a great breakfast of MARMITE on toast, a repast worthy of a King's ransom, the morning sped along and then....... I had the urge, nay the need, nay, the desperate need for a fish and chip dinner. (For those of you that live in the northern areas, not luncheon but dinner, as in your "what's for tea" I believe.) ;D BUT, darn it all, it is Sunday and my fish and chip shop is closed all day. How inconsiderate is that? It should be a treasonable offence.  I could of course go into town and purchase some sub-standard pretender to the superb offering to which I have become accustomed, but I know that I would only return home and be disappointed with my purchase. A quandary then. It seems that I shall have to wait until tomorrow, when once again they open their doors, the sensual odour of the frying permeating the surrounding area until resistance (not a lot of that) is futile. I'm going to heat the plates up now....... |
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