Over this side of the atlantic I have noticed HP referred to as "steak sauce"
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Over this side of the atlantic I have noticed HP referred to as "steak sauce"
Oh really? Well that has got a manly sound it, just at the sauce deserves.
I think I read that in the price hike in the last year HP is the one single food item that has gone up more than anything else, (I'm 90% sure it was HP) and it has almost doubled in price in the last year. There are plenty of cheaper brands, but it is just not the same, it never is.
Like just now, I have just opened a supermarket home brand of Camembert cheese, to eat with some crusty bread for supper, and it is, predictably, like rubber, I just can't, and won't eat it, it is going in the bin. You just can't get away with cheap in this country in the taste standards. I really should have known better but the best brand of Camembert was out of stock, so there you have it, not happy with sub-standard stuff. Still the Stilton rescued the night, so panic over.
Oh, I really should be reading something, not waffling on about sauce and cheese, sorry to be a bother...
Ah! I see now. All is explained. Sounds as though I shall almost inevitably soon sample some of this "HP" concoction and be able to draw my own conclusions.
Hmm...Yet more exotic sauces to discover. Glad I'll have an additional Yorkshire option in case I want to broaden my British sauce taste horizons beyond the two staples described by Manichaean above.
Goodness, you lot seem very serious about your breakfasts over there for all your aparent honesty regarding the grey quality of the sausage. Glad I know about the HP sauce now since apparently "It's the law" to try this grey sausage adorned matin meal and I've been warned that I'd "better eat it"! Given that a full English breakfast is supposed to be included with both my Oxford and London accommodations it seems likely that I will indeed consume many of them during my weeks there. Seems doubtful that the Oxford Theological college will be dishing up the high quality sausage for yours truly, though, so perhaps I will have to venture out for finer fare on the occasional morning. Otherwise it sounds like HP to the rescue. :nod: Not sure about all this enduring and suffering in order to eat well, though. That makes it sound rather like my culinary experience on this trip may not bear much resemblance to my time in Italy. :goof:
Just when I think that I have the sauces all straight, however, this whole new controversy springs up:
Is some form of pickle or chutney considered required for the consumption of a cheddar sandwich? Would simply eating bread and cheese be considered taboo? Will my choice of chutney immediately cause people to leap to judgments concerning my character? I shall have to sample some of those mentioned above and see what I think.Quote:
prendrelemick: If you are going for the mature Chedder you will need Branston Pickle! Remember the name.
MarkBastable: Just to introduce a note of caution - and I speak here as a great fan of Cheddar - I would advise that you should not under any circumstances touch Branston Pickle. It is caramelised cat crap.
MANICHAEAN: Heresy !
What do you put on your cheddar sandwich?
MarkBastable: Piccalilli.
TheFifthElement: Not so, for there be also Baxters Tomato Chutney. Mmmm, delicious :D
It's surprisingly nice on a cheese & ham toastie too (as is Branston Pickle!)
prendrelemick: Picalilli! Thats just WRONG in so many ways. Ok, it is accepable with boiled ham, just.
But for cheese, there is only Branston.
MANICHAEAN: Picalilli !!!!!!!!!!!
You will be telling us next you drink Camp coffee.
kasie: And Baxters Cranberry and Caramelised Red Onion Chutney is pretty good, too. I find Branston too vinegary for my taste.
I can only say that I would be green with envy of me too. :D Seriously, though, wish you guys could come with, as it would be such fun to have a litnet group Shakespeare watch. In any case, I will be sure to post all about the performances after my trip!Quote:
Originally Posted by Janine
If you do go to the Globe Theatre in London keep in mind the current Lit Net captivating interest with the foodie angle, but put it in a 16th century context. Food in those days was regulated for the common good and thus restrictions were placed on how many courses one might eat, depending on status. A cardinal was permitted nine dishes at a meal while those earning less than 40 pounds a year were allowed only two courses, plus soup. Of some relief was the fact that since Henry VIII's break with Rome, eating meat on Friday was no longer a hanging offence.
Among the more prosperous there were foods uneaten now: crane, bustard, swan & stork. For poorer people, dark bread and cheese ( no HP or Branston pickle) with a little occasional meat. Vegetables were eaten by those who could afford nothing better. Tea & coffee unknown. There was a penchant for sweetness and even wine was sometimes given an addition of sugar, along with fish, eggs & meats.
Beer was drunk copiously, even at breakfast and even by the pleasure wary Puritans (the ship that took the Puritan leader John Winthrop to New England carried 10,000 gallons of beer and not much else). A gallon a day was the traditional ration for monks. The affluent drank wine by the pint.
It's worth saying, though, that there were two sorts of beer about: what we might call 'real' beer, with a significant alcohol content; and the practically alcohol-free stuff, which was drunk like water, and was known as 'small beer'.
It was drunk like water because you couldn't drink the water. And that led, indirectly, to Dr John Snow discovering the cause of cholera, in Soho, not far from a brewery - for which they named a pub after him on Broadwick Street.
Manichaean, your mention of bread reminds me of these lines from Henry V....
Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave
Who with a body filled and vacant mind
Gets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread;
distressful bread...ummmm.....
Ah yes. The modern Englishman may yet be an enigma to me, but 16th century England I know a fair amount about (enough to know I definitely wouldn't want to be eating there then unless I was a very high end aristocrat). Harking back to an earlier comment about welcoming treacle tarts in the damp, I was thinking that the English have long regarded their eating habits and their climate as closely linked, as evidenced by the 16th century William Harrison's opening to his lengthy description of English food in his time:
Since clearly the contributors to this thread are fascinated by food, they may find the rest of Harrison's description interesting since he's attempting to do for his England what you've been doing for yours: http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/mod/1...n-england.html You can click on the link for "Chapter VI: Of The Food And Diet Of The English" to read his take on 16th century English eats.Quote:
The situation of our region, lying near unto the north, doth cause the heat of our stomachs to be of somewhat greater force: therefore our bodies do crave a little more ample nourishment than the inhabitants of the hotter regions are accustomed withal, whose digestive force is not altogether so vehement, because their internal heat is not so strong as ours, which is kept in by the coldness of the air that from time to time (especially in winter) doth environ our bodies.
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It's worth saying, though, that there were two sorts of beer about: what we might call 'real' beer, with a significant alcohol content; and the practically alcohol-free stuff, which was drunk like water, and was known as 'small beer'
I was afraid that sooner or later this thread would begin to "chronicle small beer." I am sure, however, that none of us would stoop to suckle fools. :p I hasten to add mead, cider and, in honor of Falstaff, sack to the list of things people drank to avoid dying from the water.
Janine--The "distressful bread" of that line is likely to be Shakespeare's enlivening of the old latin phrase "panis gravis," used in English as "sad bread." It refers to a poor man's bread that is ill made or hasn't risen the way it should.Quote:
Originally Posted by Janine
Petrarch, thanks for that tidbit of knowlege...gee, it sounds delicious...Quote:
old latin phrase "panis gravis," used in English as "sad bread." It refers to a poor man's bread that is ill made or hasn't risen the way it should.
Two thumbs up for Falstaff's sack! We are just discussing him now in the two Henry IV plays. Sack is mentioned quite liberally in both, as I am sure you are well aware of.
Maybe you will meet up with a fat Jack impersonator. That would be fun.
Hi Mark--No. You're quite right about the small beer! Sorry, I was being a bad and absentminded Shakespeare scholar with a geeky sense of humor and not attributing the quote I was playing around with. Your allusion to small beer reminded me of a line in Othello when Iago (always a charmer) refers to women who "suckle fools and chronicle small beer." In the scene he's having a debate about the virtue of women with Desdemona and the point of the small beer line is to say that even if a virtuous woman did exist, she would be a boring person caught up in the little picky details of a fairly tame daily life: keeping track of the household's "small beer" and bringing up foolish children (it' also, as Desdemona points out, a rather weak attack that proves he's having a touch of trouble putting a good woman down). The line "chronicle small beer" just struck me as amusing in the context of our little discussion, since we've been talking about the little details of daily food and drink concerns but, as I said, I would certainly never venture to suggest that a litnetter would suckle fools. :D The pertinent lines for anyone interested:
And clearly I have been guilty of making a most lame and impotent allusion. :nod:Quote:
Originally Posted by Shakespare, [I
Petrarch, best thing about you going away is, that in the last week, we have seen more of you then usual. It's been awhile and I missed your insightful posts.
That's an interesting quote from Othello, one of my all-time favorite plays; Iago being my favorite enigmatic villan.
Read William Cobbett's "Cottage Economy" for a full account of ale, beer and small beer.
The ale is the proper stuff, the first brewed, for special occasions.
Then you add the more water to the left over malt ,hops etc (the mash) and boil it up, and that makes your beer for every day drinking.
Repeat the process again and you have small beer, fit only for children and women.
In the same chapter he has some interesting opinions on Tea - the ruination of the English working man.
Another book that liberally mentions the brew is Thomas Hardy's Under the Greenwood Tree. If I recall corectly, they had a secret receipe, which they all indulged in and there is a most humorous scene when they (having been the former choir, which has been replaced) sneak into the church and sabotage the new organ....it's an entertaining book.