Saturday 28 February 2009

Saturday 28/02/09

Remember the glycerine I bought the other day to make up my own cheap vape? Just had a look at the bottle:

  • For sore throats: Adults, the elderly and children: take 1 or 2 x 5ml spoonfuls of liquid. Repeat after 4 hours if required.

  • Side Effects: May cause headache, nausea, vomiting, stomach upset, diarrhoea, irregular heartbeat, dizziness, thirst and mental confusion.

I’m confused.

We went for an Indian meal last night (which may explain the other side effects). The Indians are not exactly noted for their puddings, are they? They all seem to use exactly the same dessert menu exhibiting highly coloured, deeply frozen and unattractive objects that look as if they would be more at home in a plastics catalogue. There’s always that whole orange with something made of ice inside it, which you don’t want to order in case to takes 3 hours to defrost.

Whereas the Indians are noted for developing dishes especially for the English palate (like curried chips and chicken tikka masala, which no self-respecting Indian, Pakistani or Bangladeshi would go anywhere near), they have singularly missed out on the humble British pudding. You don’t exactly leave an Indian restaurant thinking, “Mmmm – that was a nice jam roly-poly,” or, “That was a delicious suet pudding and syrup that was.” There’s definitely a gap in the market there.

I do so hate restaurants where the lighting is so bad that you have to ask the waiter for a torch in order to see the menu, as I felt like doing last night until forcibly restrained by Hay.

It was on the news this morning that Heston Blumenthal’s Fat Duck restaurant has closed due to 30 cases of food poisoning. Health consultants have been unable to find the source of the poisoning. Hardly bloody surprising – the evidence has been eaten!

3 comments:

Jinksy said...

All of which shows how good it is to do your own home cooking - suety duff an' all. Yum!

killer said...

tiophes?? At a recent outing to an East Indian Restaurant, I was presented with small round balls floating in a thin syrup. I can't tell you what they were called, although I surmise that it would translate into "syrupy balls".

They were not good.

Chairman Bill said...

Lychees?

I mean the fruit, not as a security word.