Senora O'Blene made these yesterday!
If any stupid politician ever thinks that a Scotch Egg isn't substantial, then they've clearly never had a proper one, with hard-boiled eggs, proper sausage meat (not the squirty stuff in plastic tubes, but the result of unpacking a real locally-made snag), and a good deep-fry in the same oil as used the previous time!
Crisps are the main accompaniment, mayonnaise is the correct condiment, and some seasoning is allowed, but not too much!
Associated drinks are a beer first, then a few tinctures of 'ChateauBlene', which is made from an elderberry recipe given to me in 1973 by a pleasant gentleman at one of the farms where I worked, and we've made it ever since!
One assumes that the said politicians, aided and abetted by the snooty BBC elite in London, just think that the dried up walnut-lookalikes sold in supermarkets are the real thing, but there again, what can you expect when the taxpayer is there to be conned!
8 comments:
They look right tasty. We haven't made them for years because we don't have a deep fat fryer and the supermarket versions aren't impressive.
Mrs O'Blene uses a hated saucepan, the last from a set she had forced on her as a wedding present, and totally the opposite to the type she wanted!
She revels in the fact that is filthy (on the outside), is unloved and chucked in a cupboard after use!
Long memories, has Mrs O'Blene...
OH makes them the same as you by de-skinning a good local Cumberland sausage and using fresh hen's eggs or rather fresh eggs from hens, not that well-kept hens aren't fresh as they often are unless the howls from a marauding fox kept them up all night, in which case you might get a double-yoker as a thank-you present for providing them with a fox-proof pen. Love 'em!
I'll go along with flow: if a Scotch egg isn't substantial you're doing it wrong!
GG, we can get a sort of Cumberland snag around here, but I don't really know the difference!
Interesting about a double-yoker though, is that a simile for s******g oneself?
Quite right, The J!
Even Senora O'Blene has reduced her intake to just one at a time, they're that wholesome!
Scrobs, methinks you're confusing a double-yolker with a double yorkie, the latter as you well know being something that lands at or near the batter's feet. This blatant misuse of a Scotch egg is not to be recommended as a)they don't bounce very well and b)you'll find yourself staying on the norty step all day then be sent to bed without any tea.
Ha ha ha, GG!
There was a famous cricketer who lived around here, and was one of my dad's chums - 'Hopper' Levett.
He really was a great character, and his relations still have farms and shops here, but his main business was in Hop Factoring (hops for breweries etc).
On one occasion, although he was a wicket-keeper, he went to bowl in a charity match, and the batsman was surprised when a bread roll was delivered as the first ball of an over...
This was after a real cricket lunch...
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