I was expecting something much better, TBH. -- _______ ..'_/_|_\_'. Ace (brucedotrogers a.t rochedotcom) \`\ | /`/ GSX-R1000K3 `\\ | //' BOTAFOT#3, SbS#2, UKRMMA#13, DFV#8, SKA#2 `\|/` `
Ace emerged from their own little world to say I quite like vegetarian food. I enjoy cooking too and will happily cook for a veggie guest, under my terms. Everyone else gets the same food with the option to garnish their meal with a pork chop. If the veggie person cannot tolerate this then they can **** off to their utopian lala land.
Ace said... When I eat at a veggie's house I expect to be served at least one meat dish. I have to change my eating habits to suit their faddy lifestyle if they visit me, I demand that they pay me the the same courtesy when I eat at theirs.
But often it doesn't work like that, does it? I remember when we had some vegan friends, for whom I'd cooked a vegan chilli (not bad, as it happens, but I ate it smothered in cheese; oh, and I used non-vegan chocolate in it). On our return visit, they cooked up a range of disgusting, salt-free lentil-type curries, Breakfast was toast, which they ate with peanut butter and marmite, and I managed about a slice with some nasty jam-substitute before my heaving stomach prompted me lo leave the table. -- _______ ..'_/_|_\_'. Ace (brucedotrogers a.t rochedotcom) \`\ | /`/ GSX-R1000K3 `\\ | //' BOTAFOT#3, SbS#2, UKRMMA#13, DFV#8, SKA#2 `\|/` `
http://www.london-eating.co.uk/cuisines/african.asp is a starting point. Google should help for Essex as I'm not doing all the work.
I remember the glee with which I used to make vegitarian salads when I worked in a restaurant at 15. I could *really* chop ham very, very, fine so it would just *disappear* in thousand island dressing. Bacon fat made a fantastic salad dressing. As did saliva. I *really* ought to get another job in a restaurant.
Nice one in Montclair, NJ. Worth trying. Lots of meat and imaginatively cooked veg, served on a bread platter and eaten with, err, bread. No cutlery or anything. -- _______ ..'_/_|_\_'. Ace (brucedotrogers a.t rochedotcom) \`\ | /`/ GSX-R1000K3 `\\ | //' BOTAFOT#3, SbS#2, UKRMMA#13, DFV#8, SKA#2 `\|/` `
As a kid, I used to detest the things but as I've grown older (and wiser...?) I've come to quite like them. With certain roast meals, lamb in particular, they really do work. I was actually salivating reading Ace's original description of what sounded *exactly* like my kind of pukka dinner. Sadly, I'm off now to cremate a shop-bought pizza.
I have to say, I'm wondering. Leeks is one of the other few things that turn my stomache [1] but I had some cheese with leeks in the other day that seemed rather pleasant. I adore onions and garlic so it seems rather illogical. Nowt wrong with that, as long as you add some decent cheese, topping, olive oil and herbs [1] One of the others is mange tout, but I got food poisoning from them recently and now as soon as I try them, I just want to throw. -- Catman MIB#14 SKoGA#6 TEAR#4 BOTAFOF#38 Apostle#21 COSOC#3 OMF#22 Tyger, Tyger Burning Bright (Remove rust to reply) Alfa 116 Giulietta 3.0l (Really) Sprint 1.7 156 TS S2 Triumph Speed Triple: Black with extra black bits www.cuore-sportivo.co.uk
You really have *no* idea what goes on in restaurant kitchens, do you. My behaviour whilst on the extreme end of what happened wasn't *that* far away from the normal. I used to *love it* when plebs were rude to a Waitress since I could give my spleen full vent. And being 'really fucked in the head'... seriously, you don't know what you're talking about.
I'll wait a few weekends and move onto the urine and faeces stories then. Friday night you eat out is it?
I don't think I'm trying to score points here, just amuse myself. My experience admittedly in fast food restaurants and admittedly 25 years ago would suggest that the majority of teenage boys employed in kitchens would quite happily **** with peoples food. Anecdotal evidence from others suggests that this isn't just the case in fast food restaurants, admittedly in 'decent' restaurants it was just done for retribution. I think it's very unlikely a case of this sort would find its way to court. I can't believe people would waste time on this unless any 'damage' was inflicted and I'd like to understand what offence is being committed. You also take things far too seriously; there's no fucking way I'd work in a restaurant now so the risk of me ever doing this sort of thing again is vanishingly small. In summary you're charmingly naieve and easily disturbed.
Veggie food makes me fart copiously and obtrusively. That's how I pay the courtesy. -- Dan L (Oldbloke) My bike 1996 Kawasaki ZR1100 Zephyr Space in shed where NSR125 used to be Spare Bike 1990 Suzuki TS50X (Patio Ornament) BOTAFOT #140 (KotL 2005), X-FOT#000, DIAABTCOD #26, BOMB#18 (slow), OMF#11
From Viz ... "I work in the kitchen of a posh restaurant and we had Michael Winner in the other week. Unfortunately I was really busy and didn't have time to wank into his soup. He sent it back, saying it tasted funny". -- AndrewR, D.Bot (Celeritas) Kawasaki ZX-6R J1, Fiat Coupe 20v Turbo BOTAFOT#2,ITJWTFO#6,UKRMRM#1/13a,MCT#1,DFV#2,SKoGA#0 (and KotL) BotToS#5,SBS#25,IbW#34, DS#5, COSOC# Suspended, KotTFSTR# The speccy Geordie twat.
