Peeling skinod cooked cows tongue put me off head cheese. I do miss being able to eat raw hamburger. Know its as safe as the original lawn darts😂😂
K
What a graphic, yet funny, offering! Glad the children did not suffer the same shame you did!
Jane Skinner
My mother used to make something she called “hoh” (no idea how it’s actually spelled, we’re Scottish). I think it was basically head cheese, one of my least favourite phrases in the English language. Everyone in the family lived it, including the dog. I hated it. Cold, finely ground beef suspended in its own jelly. Vile.
Annie Game
Hysterical…I actually had acid reflux just reading this…it also triggered my own experience of eating colonial meals…Find the Toad in the Hole and what I call the Organ Festival (liver or kidneys..I am no doctor but I could tell the difference by 4) ….my grandfather claimed if you put your ear over the pot you could hear the Winkles screaming…no Grandad…that was I…. thanks Sue!
Catherine Morrisey
Thanks for making me laugh from beginning to end. Would you like ventricles with that? Yes, and some offal would be lovely. I’m having a protein smoothie for dinner since I rarely cook and hardly notice food, failed home ec, and hate kitchens. You raise the bar for poets and literary food giants around the world.
Margaret Bernice Page
Oh my goodness I grew up in Australia and thankfully never came across any of the food you described.
We had the most delicious meat pies and tomato sauce which we managed to eat from a paper bag without utensils at the football game.
OMG – “rubbery internal cabling system”. Disgusting yet brilliant.
Peeling skinod cooked cows tongue put me off head cheese. I do miss being able to eat raw hamburger. Know its as safe as the original lawn darts😂😂
What a graphic, yet funny, offering! Glad the children did not suffer the same shame you did!
My mother used to make something she called “hoh” (no idea how it’s actually spelled, we’re Scottish). I think it was basically head cheese, one of my least favourite phrases in the English language. Everyone in the family lived it, including the dog. I hated it. Cold, finely ground beef suspended in its own jelly. Vile.
Hysterical…I actually had acid reflux just reading this…it also triggered my own experience of eating colonial meals…Find the Toad in the Hole and what I call the Organ Festival (liver or kidneys..I am no doctor but I could tell the difference by 4) ….my grandfather claimed if you put your ear over the pot you could hear the Winkles screaming…no Grandad…that was I…. thanks Sue!
Thanks for making me laugh from beginning to end. Would you like ventricles with that? Yes, and some offal would be lovely. I’m having a protein smoothie for dinner since I rarely cook and hardly notice food, failed home ec, and hate kitchens. You raise the bar for poets and literary food giants around the world.
Oh my goodness I grew up in Australia and thankfully never came across any of the food you described.
We had the most delicious meat pies and tomato sauce which we managed to eat from a paper bag without utensils at the football game.