At this very moment, I am eating an egg salad and drinking a white Burgundy 2008 from the well-known vignerons Bouchard Aine & Fils. At just over a fiver per bottle it is highly recommended.
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At this very moment, I am eating an egg salad and drinking a white Burgundy 2008 from the well-known vignerons Bouchard Aine & Fils. At just over a fiver per bottle it is highly recommended.
Just finished off a lemon muffin (Sunday night is treat night) but it wasn't as good as last week's blueberry. Also drinking a glass of Westons Organic cider.
A bowl of unethical chicken chili soup and a bottle of Dos Equis Amber.
A packet of prawn cocktail crisps to go with a bottle of Cotes du Rhone Villages2008 Darriaud Reserve. A bit pricey at £6.99 a bottle but one must expect to pay extra for the Villages although ordinary Cotes du Rhone is very serviceable for people who like red wine.
I'm just out of the bath (reading John Stuart Mill, amazing stuff) and the smell of my just baked bread is driving me crazy - got to have a little with some jam (the best jam of course). After that I'm going to crack open a beer, maybe a Black Sheep or a Hobgoblin. Then I'm going to have the last of the organic cider, Westons, which I bought yesterday (during the famous chicken trip); a very good cider, nicely dry and a far strength.
Your post provides such good exercise in skimming and scanning!Quote:
Originally Posted by Neely
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As for me: Tea and tuna sandwich
*hopes that lack of label/price tags in her own post does not go unnoticed*
Detail Sch, detail, it is all in the detail. As it happens the beer was Brian's favourite: Fursty Ferret and not the Black Sheep, though I'm going off the Ferret.
P.S. The jam I used on my bread was Bonne Maman strawberry, though I also have the blueberry and peach in the fridge.
As a bit of self-indulgenece, I decided to watch Poirot on Youtube in the series of Who Killed Roger Ackroyd. I got to part five of seven and after finishing my vino reddo I couldn't care less who killed R.Ackroyd or why. I'm off to bed.
:lol: It wasn't the butler; it never is. I've read loads of those and apart from a few, can never remember who the hell did it. That or it all gets mixed up with all the blackmailing or the long lost nephew who has been masquerading as a gardener and things like that. Good fun though.Quote:
Originally Posted by Brian Bean
I'm just finishing off the lovely Westons cider, really savouring every drop of its dry loveliness, not to effervescent too - just right. Shame that I can't get real cider on my poor side of town, I'll have to take another trip to the posh end or the city centre if I want another one. I tell you, Sheffield is the most divided of cities, it's ridiculous, I can't live like this for much longer! Just because I live this end doesn't mean that I don't have standards, Christ, I feel like a leper.
Added detail for Sch ;):
Finishing that and the page or two I'm on and then I'm off to bed as well, s** it.Quote:
A flavoursome organic cider produced from organically [spot the repetition there?] grown cider apples produced to Soil Association organic [and again?] standards. Fully matured in old oak vats to develop its rich smooth character.
Lucky Charms
Reporting back:Quote:
Originally Posted by Gilliatt Gurgle
We began with a sampler plate of wurst followed by main course of Jäger Schnitzel with potatoes and sauerkraut.
Adult beverage - litre of Spaten Optimator
One of our party arrived “pre seasoned” shall we say, convinced that he could speak German. His lackluster attempts at “salat und huas drezzing” succeeded only in causing much confusion for our poor waitress. He then resorted to “English” with a deep southern draw. More confusion ensued but at least I, being from the south, could translate this dialect for the waitress.
Tonight:
One tin of Salmon, a few Snyder’s pretzel rods, hunks torn from a French Loaf, pistachios and a few glasses of Australian Merlot.
Out of the box by the hand fulls?Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
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coffee and dark chocolate
Nothing but just finished traditional eid breakfast ( in my dads family anyway ) Fatah... which is rice bread meat and meat soup... and that was my second brekfast as we went to pray at dawn and got back starving so my aunt and I had a proper breakfast with earl grey in a china pot and on best china with my aunt while the meat stewed and the people snoozed.
When I was working in Germany I lived off sauerkraut and bratwurst during the week because I would go down to Munich for the weekends and arrive back in Nuremberg broke to the wide. I quite liked the sauerkraut though.Quote:
Originally Posted by Gilliatt Gurgle
Ah, the follies of youth.
Nope, in a bowl with 2% milk.Quote:
Originally Posted by Gilliatt Gurgle