Iceberg lettuce at that. And there were marshmallows. Gelatinous moulds, glistening, with mushy fruit. Poor pears. Made fancy with Cool Whip. Early Gen-X horrors.
Shudder,
Ian
Maybe it's because of their climate. It's rather cold and rough. You need more energy to stay healthy. Other than in mediterranean country with plenty of warm weather.In the US, it is rude to slurp or lick one's fingers, but in Japan certain slurping is polite. It's rude not to.
Why does British cooking include so many jellied meat recipes? Is there an origin story for this?
In the US, aspic migrated into 1950s savory Jello abominations of every type. I remember some of these from my early childhood (this style of cooking survived until the mid 80s), as well as an attempt to normalize serving canned fruit (usually pears) with mayo on a bed of lettuce as an elegant salad. This is all out of fashion now, though. Thankfully.
After watching videos of British people do things to food that should get them hanged in any just world I actually started to form a connection in my head between them and what I'd call 'food idiots' here in the states.
For clarification sake: food idiots are people who can take even luxury ingredients and make food that is utterly bland and unappetizing. This obviously differs from food that is less appetizing because of extreme poverty related scarcity or extreme health/ weight loss dieting or some other similar reason.
What are your thoughts on food idiots? Also do you believe the British really have more of them on average than the rest of the world?
Maybe it's because of their climate. It's rather cold and rough. You need more energy to stay healthy. Other than in mediterranean country with plenty of warm weather.
Jellied eels are fucking rank though, my sister lives down south now and her family eat it all the timeGood point. I looked it up. Origins @ 1700s. It was invented out of necessity because of the high nutrition and low cost. Eels were plentiful. Similar to salted cod for many countries.
I've never come across much in the way of jellied meat dishes over here. The nearest is jellied eels, which is a traditional London dish going back centuries but pretty well died out now. Our pork pies often have jellied gravy surrounding the meat, which disappears if you reheat them. The main traditional British meal is the Sunday roast - roast beef is the main one, but also from pork or lamb joints as alternatives. Served with fresh veg and roast potatoes - the beef comes with Yorkshire pudding, and the lamb with mint sauce.In the US, it is rude to slurp or lick one's fingers, but in Japan certain slurping is polite. It's rude not to.
Why does British cooking include so many jellied meat recipes? Is there an origin story for this?
In the US, aspic migrated into 1950s savory Jello abominations of every type. I remember some of these from my early childhood (this style of cooking survived until the mid 80s), as well as an attempt to normalize serving canned fruit (usually pears) with mayo on a bed of lettuce as an elegant salad. This is all out of fashion now, though. Thankfully.
Might be worth trying Swedish fermented fish while you are in Europe. I suspect if you aren't exposed to it from infancy, it's a once in a lifetime experience.What are your thoughts on food idiots? Also do you believe the British really have more of them on average than the rest of the world?
Speaking of food idiots and "savory" gelatin:But the fruit cocktail mold was tame compared to the savory ones. I'm truly scarred by the ones that had meat, veggies, olives, etc, or were made with some kind of creamy substance and topped with cold, cooked meats.
And freshly baked scones straight out of the oven, with butter melting on them. Not so many bakers left now that make their own so shop scones can be like eating cardboard. Some cafes make wonderful scones though but youâve got to go in the morning when theyâre still hot.joking aside,
Oh and then thereâs parkinAnd freshly baked scones straight out of the oven, with butter melting on them. Not so many bakers left now that make their own so shop scones can be like eating cardboard. Some cafes make wonderful scones though but youâve got to go in the morning when theyâre still hot.
And bara brith in WalesOh and then thereâs parkin
Given the number of times my mother has referenced her and my fatherâs trip to London, and the time she had a fresh-from-oven scone with Normandy butter, it is surely a peak experience in food for her. Sheâs INTP, but in the telling, sounds like an INFP being swept away by wonder.And freshly baked scones straight out of the oven, with butter melting on them. Not so many bakers left now that make their own so shop scones can be like eating cardboard. Some cafes make wonderful scones though but youâve got to go in the morning when theyâre still hot.
As a result of Ne, ADHD, and social graces, I will always try what is offered me, even if I am put off.
I have had a raw Toucan egg cracked over seaweed and tiny Malaysian anchovy, and fermented cabbage, chicken, and egg with chilies. I have had a bowl of vegetables with tofu and Natto. And I do like cheese with serious microbial funk and the deepest veins of blue. I have had cricket and termite and cicada.
That said, I once went to a little restaurant on curiosity, and once I had entered, I was the only non-Asian, which I took as a good sign. I could not read the menu, but there were pictures, so I ordered a bowl of soup. While I was waiting, a bowl of soup was brought out for another patron, and all around the rim of the bowl were tiny arthropods, clasping with their tiny pincers, and I could hear the clicky snaps. As I had no reference, I thought âcrayfish.â Upon receipt, the man plucked one from the bowl, dunked it in the soup, and then ate it, crewing with audible crunch. I donât think I would do that, save extraordinary circumstances.
The other thing I will not seek out is casu marzu, the Italian grub cheese. Maggots are a no go for me, dawg.
But I would try your jellied eel, surely.
Cheers,
Ian
Speaking of food idiots and "savory" gelatin:
If I am cooking for someone, I do try to please them and honor their preferences. That said, I would never take it personally if someone refused what I had prepared. Feeding someone may be loving, but just like a relationship, consent is the minimum standard, and Iâm all for authenticity.The worst thing about being vegan is feeling rude for rejecting food or hurting the chef's feelings.
If I am cooking for someone, I do try to please them and honor their preferences. That said, I would never take it personally if someone refused what I had prepared. Feeding someone may be loving, but just like a relationship, consent is the minimum standard, and Iâm all for authenticity.
What were they doing with it? lolthat should get them hanged in any just world