[QUOTE=Dr. PoopiePants]
… Scottish eggs …
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Unless you’re actually referring to eggs flown in from Scotland, they were probably Scotch eggs (invented in England).
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[QUOTE=Jackmannii]
The only proper chips are served with salsa.
Thank god for Mexican food.
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Burn him! Burn him!
Bloody heretic
[QUOTE=chowder]
Burn him! Burn him!
Bloody heretic
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I see chowder likes his salsa ‘n fries (ok, chips, I’d rather have those big honkin’ fat ass steak fries over measley faggy french fries any day, and Steak 'n Shake? Pussy fries hardly worth the effort). Anyway, as I was saying, it looks like chowder likes his salsa 'n fries on the hot and spicy side.
Mmmm… hot, fresh, thick chips fried to a delicious light crispy brown on the outside tender and quite mushy on the inside, covered in a thick and savory blend of tomatos, onions, fresh cilantro and lots of jalapenos. Piled high on a couple of thick pieces of bread with the salsa and grease soaking in and dripping out.
Heres to a scalded pallet, a flaming tongue and a cholesterol level higher than the price of gas (yeah, yeah, petrol… whatever).
[QUOTE=nd_n8]
I see chowder likes his salsa ‘n fries (ok, chips, I’d rather have those big honkin’ fat ass steak fries over measley faggy french fries any day, and Steak 'n Shake? Pussy fries hardly worth the effort). Anyway, as I was saying, it looks like chowder likes his salsa 'n fries on the hot and spicy side.
Mmmm… hot, fresh, thick chips fried to a delicious light crispy brown on the outside tender and quite mushy on the inside, covered in a thick and savory blend of tomatos, onions, fresh cilantro and lots of jalapenos. Piled high on a couple of thick pieces of bread with the salsa and grease soaking in and dripping out.
Heres to a scalded pallet, a flaming tongue and a cholesterol level higher than the price of gas (yeah, yeah, petrol… whatever).
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Another bloody heretic!
Burn him also, but slower and over easy…or whatever.
Chips and salsa? behave yourself. The only way to have chips is with S&V
[QUOTE=Harmonious Discord]
That looks like an accident with a pressure cooker.
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Try thinking of it as the culinary equivalent of hummus or falafel, only green - very green.
[QUOTE=Mangetout]
Try thinking of it as the culinary equivalent of hummus or falafel, only green - very green.
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There is a story told of that pretentious twat and ex-MP Peter Mandelson who mistook mushy-peas for Guacamole when visiting his constituency in the North-East.
[QUOTE=Rayne Man]
There is a story told of that pretentious twat and ex-MP Peter Mandelson who mistook mushy-peas for Guacamole when visiting his constituency in the North-East.
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Haha, yes, I remember that story. MIGHT be an urban legend but dammit, it fits in so well, it has to be true. 
On the subject of peas, has anyone ever had black peas with vinegar?
When we first moved to sunny Rochdale many moons ago I was urged to try them, I did, once.
They’re fucking 'orrible and I suspect this was one of the reasons we got out of the shithole of a town.
If the world had piles that’s were they’d be, in Rochdale Town Centre
I think you’re supposed to eat black peas on bonfire night around here (along with parkin and treacle toffee). Only ever had them once - I can’t remember them being especially terrible, though.
[QUOTE=CalMeacham]
I’m surprised no one has mentioned Arthur Treacher’s Fish and Chips. It was a fast-food version of the British “Fish and Chips” (and claimed they could trace their ancestyry back, somehow, to the “original Fish and Chips” shop, whatever that means). They used actor Arthur Treacher (best known to me as the Constable in Mary Poppins) as spokesman, and at one time had some 950 locations. They almost went bankrupt, and are now down to about 45 – none of them anywhere I know of.
But they were successful in the 1970s and 1980s.
Here’s their own account of their history:
http://www.arthurtreachers.com/about-at.htm
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I was right on the verge but I hadn’t gotten to page 2 yet!
I remember them from my youth, a neat treat the place was, and it was as close to anything British as I’d seen in Chicago.
Now, how about some spotted dick for dessert?
Nowt wrong wi’ spotted dick laddie or Toad in’t 'ole come to that.
Why I ‘member me and me dad doing a 72 hour shift down t’pit and being glad of a bit o’ dick, either that or ‘alf a roofing tile spread wi’ lard.
Kids today have it cushy
Heck, the native people here were frying potatoes before my English ancestors knew what a potato was. What, you never heard of the Chippie-wa people? 
Since this is about food, or things that sound like they are supposed to be food anyway, I’m putting it in the fondue pot and bringing it to Cafe Society.
[QUOTE=Marley23]
Since this is about food, or things that sound like they are supposed to be food anyway, I’m putting it in the fondue pot and bringing it to Cafe Society.
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Try a peas porridge pot.