So you had two kinds of potato at one meal? Sounds heavenly, though it would appall my mother, who would never serve bread or rolls at a meal if she were serving potatoes…she said two starches were too much. Why that rule didn’t apply to other vegetables, I don’t know.
I had the great fortune to go to a Quaker boarding school in my late teens. The schedule there was (optional) breakfast around 7, lunch at 12, dinner at 6. But on Sundays the schedule was (optional) breakfast (don’t remember when), then dinner at 1, and supper at 7. I learned that “dinner” means the main meal of the day, whenever it is, and a light midday meal is “lunch” and a light evening meal is “supper”. “Breakfast”, of course, is the first meal to break a fast, at least in origin.
I always liked this and still enjou taking a midday dinner some weekend days.
English food is damn good my friend especially our curries which are world famous for taste and …oh hang on.
Seriously, lamb is my fave meat, there is little you can do to serve up a meal of roast lamb which is less than scrummy.
Done properly the outside of the joint is crispy while inside the meat is just ever so slightly pink. Shoulder is the sweetest and by far the most tender.
Now then, shall I have a cold lamb sandwich or what?
You can find the classic English Sunday Lunch at a number of pubs in Bangkok. Oddly enough, the best seems to be an Irish pub called The Dubliner. But IS that the same, or is there some variation in the Irish version?
Well it’s… erm… thin custard as opposed to thick custard.
Couple of tablespoons Birds Eye Custard Mix, pour over a pint of hot, not boiled milk (preferably semi-skimmed), stir and add a pinch of nutmeg and a pinch of cinnamon