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Chirac's an idiot

I had to run out with no time for breakfast again this morning; and I could so murder a fry-up and copious cups of hot, strong, extra sweet tea right now -- if there's one thing I miss about staying in the UK for any length of time, it's the ready availability of the right kind of bacon rashers. Because although I may be able to get the mushrooms, the tomatoes, the eggs and the sausages (not proper bangers, of course, but something not too far removed from them), as well as the Heinz baked beans and the fried bread, and even some blackpudding on occasion, try as I might, I can never find the streaky bacon I crave. In Holland, bacon comes in wispy thin, see-through slices, and that simply won't do. Throw it in the pan, there's nothing remaining!

Oh well, I suppose I can go down to the canteen in half an hour, and get a bap and a watery soup instead.


Jul. 6th, 2005 12:31 pm (UTC)
Being an All-American gal over here, I have NO idea what a banger is. Yes, I could look it up, but I'd rather have you tell me! :o)
Jul. 6th, 2005 01:06 pm (UTC)
Banger? Why, apart from being a firecracker or a clapped out old car (for which I believe the American English word is 'jalopy'>, its most common use if for the type of breakfast sausage, made of a mixture of pork and oatmeal; and so called because in the days immediately after the war, the meat content was so low that the sausages were likely to explode while being cooked...or so I'm told. ;-)
Jul. 6th, 2005 01:43 pm (UTC)

I had a feeling it was some type of sausage.

the meat content was so low that the sausages were likely to explode while being cooked

Well, it makes perfect sense now! And hey, kinda funny.

Thanks for the explainy