Wednesday, 21 April 2010

Eat your heart out, all you 'celeb' chefs...



My faith in 'Ewmin Naitcher' has been cholesterolically restored today!

I had - repeat HAD, to meet the 'other two' from Scrobs Corps today, in 'Mulligans', Cork Street, just off Piccadilly. We had an afternoon meeting, and would obviously be starving by the time we all arrived in this man's town, so we agreed to meet beforehand, and discuss what was occurring...

The above delicacy - the Fish Finger Sandwich - was on the menu, and I hadn't seen such a marvellous item snuggling up against a pint of Guinness for some time...

Perfick!

22 comments:

Blue Eyes said...

What's that poisonous-looking green stuff nestling there at the bottom?

Scrobs... said...

Ha ha ha Blues!

Is this a haunt of yours - the pub, not the verdant growth...

Reccommend the banter at the place especially with the staff who give as good as they get and are all liked/loved for it!

Blue Eyes said...

Never been there Mr S, but on your recommendation I may have to try it!

Elby the Beserk said...

One of my boys - a fussy eater when young - liked fish fingers, because, he explained, "They don't taste of fish".

Quite so, bless him.

Scrobs... said...

You must Blues! If you see a distinguished looking man at the far end, with several chaps round him, and the Guinness in front of him, just sidle up and say 'Hello George, I'm 'Blues'...

(It's not me, but he's a good friend, and neither of you will have the slightest idea what you're both talking about...)

Seriously, we're not in there much at the moment, it has to be a special occasion, and because of the state of the nation there ain't many of those at the moment!

Scrobs... said...

Elbers, well of course he was right!

D'you remember when they first came out? Birds Eye started them (popularly) as an alternative to fish cakes in the fifties, and I've never looked back...

rvi said...

You obviously missed this little treat (which I came across a day or two ago on either OH or Guido; sorry can't recall which).

Bon appetit!


WV here is "upric". They must have mistaken me for a certain ex-Prime Minister

Thud said...

Add some brown sauce and I'd eat it happily.

Philipa said...

Oh wow, Reevers, I thoughts Scrobs sarnie looked good but good grief! If you put a 10" deep pan pepperoni on that it would be heaven in a munchie box.

Sorry, Scrobs, I'm not that keen on fish fingers. Not since I ate catfish which just blows BirdsEye out the water. But give me a big chunk of deep friend cod in the lightest of batter (from Robin Hood's Bay) and I'm in fish heaven. Not with Guinness though, with OP.

Scrobs... said...

Reevers - that's disgusting!

Is a 'Glasgow salad' anything like a 'Glasgow handshake'?

I really feel poorly after that, and may have to suspend operations until I've cleaned the various implements within a ten foot radius...

You had a problem with your keyboard recently, well, I've got a problem with the entire drainage system encompassing 'The Turrets' now!

Scrobs... said...

Pips, stop encouraging Reevers please!

Guinness has more iron than you can shake a bar at (my little joke...), and will do you good believe me!

I reckon a couple of small glasses of the stuff, (no need to get into pints like the others would), served up with some of the fish exactly as you describe, would make you look more like Kate Bush every minute, and that means you'd get more plays wouldn't it!!!

;0)

rvi said...

Sorry to hear that Scrobs, but Thudders and Pip seemed up for a nibble or two! Twixt thee and me, that little international buffet was not something that appealed to me. Being a simple soul, a small starter plate of whitebait followed by cod n chips in Hastings along the seafront does me just fine.

Scrobs... said...

Thud - you're on!

I recently raided every jar in the pantry, which hadn't been opened for several months, shoved them all in the liquidiser, added several other things to hand, and bottled it!

Absolutely cracking Sauce, Gromit!

And Mrs S managed to keep some pepper plants going over winter (they do that with a bit of TLC), and they're going in soon when she's not looking...

Paul Newman should come back from Valhalla, and taste the stuff; its Nectar!

Scrobs... said...

Reevers, the chippies in Hastings are not at all bad either!

At least their fish doesn't have far to travel, but the old Local Fleet is not what it was, mainly due to the government's spineless attitude to fishing waters around our coast being controlled by thickos in Brussels. The amount of small stuff being chucked back is utterly criminal.

But there again, so are most of the MPs who stand by and do bugger all about the problem.

Philipa said...

Ugh Reevers, whitebait is where you eat the little heads as well.

URGHHHHHHH!

I'll be a good girl and drink my Guinness, Scrobs.

Very good point about the fish thrown back. Criminal.

Scrobs... said...

Pips, perhaps some honesty here, I used to work on the hop farms for them (when there were some, before Saunders screwed the company), but, just recently, the old stuff has become a reincarnation, and believe me, you could well reckon that it does really do you some good!

There's an interesting trend in girls drinking beer, and as I can't cope with the eight pint night any longer, I'm quite happy with a third of that, but with a kick as well!

Even dear old Sainsbury's do a passable Diat Pils which is actually better (IMHO) than the Holsten stuff!

Why I should be talking beer to a sylph-like lady I don't know, but there you are!

A man for all seasons!

Or perhaps I think it could help a young lady...

rvi said...

Pips: Indeed many people do eat the lot, but being not only a simple soul but also rather fastidious, I remove the heads first and eat the rest except the tails.

In similar vein, last year I went to a wedding where part of the food supplied was king prawns. Now, most people I know - in fact, everybody - removes the head, shell and legs before eating the rest. However, the lady sitting opposite me simply picked up a prawn and, without hesitation or preparation, simply bit it in half head first. The crunching was audible to me across the table. When that lot had gone down she stuffed the other half in and repeated the process. Gobsmacked, and slighted bemused, does not begin to describe my surprise!

Scrobs: You will be delighted to know that I have been in contact with my friend Fred Dipstick, MBE, the managing director of Cleanups-R-us Inc. He has promised me faithfully that he and his crack team will be round first thing next Thursday week to sort out the drains. I have managed to negotiate a special 5% discount for you. It's the least one can do to help. Have a good weekend.

Scrobs... said...

Reevers, I am eternally grateful for your kind offer!

In fact, Fred rang me late yesterday evening (11.45pm), and said he'd be round today!

He asked if I had any old buckets, but perhaps that's his little joke...

Philipa said...

I think it probably could and will try some immediately, Scrobs (well, not for breakfast). I've just finished my last macaroon :-(

Reevers, what a story - I can imagine your reaction/my reaction. Ugh.

When my relative, a chef, did a summer season, his wife waitressed. She said the customers who ordered steak tartare invariably sent it back because it wasn't cooked. So she developed the habit of asking if they knew what the dish was and if they didn't explaining to them at the point of ordering. One man was furious to have his cullinary knowledge disparaged in this way so she apologised and put in the order to the chef. The man sent it back.

rvi said...

Pip: Many years ago as a very young greenhorn overseas, I was invited to dinner by a colleague. Sitting at table I was very surprised to have a plate of raw beef chunks put in front of me by my colleague's wife. Nobody noticed my indecision as I sat and looked at it. So I decided to wait and see what others would do before I picked up my knife and fork. I was very pleasantly surprised further to be introduced to a beef fondue that evening!

Philipa said...

Reevers, fondue! What a great idea, thanks. We got one recently and haven't tried it yet. I had a steamboat once but thought I might do a chocolate fondue for the children :-)

Scrobs... said...

Reevers and Pips, I was the same with a beef fondue years ago!

Luckily, we'd had several pints beforehand, and therefore nobody cared too much!

I still recall Yates mentioning that the steak was great raw too...

Wonder what happened to him...