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dunelm said:
Granny used to get half a pigs head and made pork cheese and a bowl of brawn - smashing with pickles
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My mother used to make brawn, using the gel from boiling the trotters. The meat was minced, spiced and cooked and set in the flavoured gel in a bowl, or in some small bowls - one per person. She never made pork cheese though, which I take it is offcuts of pork, otherwise not used, cooked and cut into strips before setting in some of the gel. Might give that a try - although I can't get the offcuts, or the trotters come to that, so I'd have to use gelatine and some slightly better cut of pork, in which case it would just be a terrine. We used to have the brawn with creamy, buttery (margariney) mashed potatoes. Dad would have pickles of some sort, but as children we didn't like pickles very much.
 
jjraak said:
Mmh.

Read that link, noticed SAFETY.

Read a little .....Then just closed page & walked slowly away.... :hungover:
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Well, yes. They did take a lot of cleaning before cooking, but we never even had indigestion, never mind any of the other possible nasties. But that's why they were a cheap ingredient. The rule of thumb is: the cheaper the cut, the more work involved to make it edible.
 
ianpspurs said:
Thread does seem to have evolved into something resembling this classic. As an aside, JKP absolutely hated her one and only taste each of jellied eels and pie, mash and liqour . Maybe Bermondsey Girls Grammar gave her ideas above her station. I ordered some PML once but couldn't bring myself to eat any when I sniffed the L. Despite being a Fen boy and liking Ely I haven't eaten Eel but I have caught a few and gave them and pike to a real old Fen Tiger.
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My dad used to go on about pie and mash - not so much the eels though. The eel element was the liquor they were cooked in, poured over the mash. My brother's late mother-in-law told me that when she was newly wed, her husband expounded the joys of eels for a meal so she went out and bought some live eels but didn't know how to cook them and ended up with eels squirming all over her kitchen floor. Her new husband came home to no dinner and had to catch the eels for her! She never tried again. And I've never even been tempted.
 
Annb said:
My dad used to go on about pie and mash - not so much the eels though. The eel element was the liquor they were cooked in, poured over the mash. My brother's late mother-in-law told me that when she was newly wed, her husband expounded the joys of eels for a meal so she went out and bought some live eels but didn't know how to cook them and ended up with eels squirming all over her kitchen floor. Her new husband came home to no dinner and had to catch the eels for her! She never tried again. And I've never even been tempted.
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Aah, those were the days.
 
Annb said:
Well, yes. They did take a lot of cleaning before cooking, but we never even had indigestion, never mind any of the other possible nasties. But that's why they were a cheap ingredient. The rule of thumb is: the cheaper the cut, the more work involved to make it edible.
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In Lincolnshire, Haslet was a favourite and of course Brawn was loved by the older generation.
My dad apparently loved tripe but I never saw him eat it ...he died when I was six.
 
That's something else my mother cooked - tripe. It also took a lot of cleaning, although butchers did sell it ready cleaned. Can't remember how she cooked it but it was another favourite in our house. Except when Dad wanted us to try it with vinegar - neither my brother nor myself liked vinegar. I still don't.

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Never had haslet although I have heard of it. I've just found a recipe for it - might have as go at it.
 
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ianpspurs said:
My experience of PML was in a place near The Cutty Sark as recommended by a long time customer. To be fair he felt fings weren't wot they used to be. Cromer is good but the best fish and chips I have had were either at Great Yarmouth late in the evening when the food stalls took over a part of the market. Especially wonderful when they had just started frying new potatoes or the oyster (deep fried in batter) and chips from Rick Stein's in Padstow - no longer available. Mind you those Yarmouth memories are mixed with summer always being long and hot. I don't do any shape black pot mainly because my only taste was so heavily seasoned all I could taste was pepper, which I don't like, I vowed never again but I have liked all the Merguez I have had. I also can't stand Cumberland sausage from my Wigtown
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You obviously haven't had proper Cumberland sausage from my Wigton butcher.
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Fog 6.5

I like rabbit.
Had a boyfriend over half a century ago whose dad was a butcher.
Rabbit was best grilled he said.
So he grilled it. He was good at cooking meat.
The rabbit was deliciously tender.
But once I realised about myxomatosis I didn't have it any more.

One of my cats used to regularly catch rabbit for me, and drag it in through the cat flap. He hunted on the railway sidings. And I would come into the kitchen to a live rabbit looking at me...

Okay, YouTube video is Foxy Loxy who also appears to like my cat, but this night he is just rooting around. The second pair of eyes in the background also belong to a fox. I have many clips which are like dancing eyes in the bushes...

Fox

Creative is autumn again...
I struggled with this one. I don't like it.
I spent too long on it.
I was trying to make it lighter, but it turned dark, probably my mood yesterday...

Cuppa needed now.

Have your best day.

I have never seen so much rain as we have now.
Makes me glad to live on top of the hill, and not the bottom of the hill...

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gennepher said:
Fog 6.5

I like rabbit.
Had a boyfriend over half a century ago whose dad was a butcher.
Rabbit was best grilled he said.
So he grilled it. He was good at cooking meat.
The rabbit was deliciously tender.
But once I realised about myxomatosis I didn't have it any more.

One of my cats used to regularly catch rabbit for me, and drag it in through the cat flap. He hunted on the railway sidings. And I would come into the kitchen to a live rabbit looking at me...

Okay, YouTube video is Foxy Loxy who also appears to like my cat, but this night he is just rooting around. The second pair of eyes in the background also belong to a fox. I have many clips which are like dancing eyes in the bushes...

Fox

Creative is autumn again...
I struggled with this one. I don't like it.
I spent too long on it.
I was trying to make it lighter, but it turned dark, probably my mood yesterday...

Cuppa needed now.

Have your best day.

I have never seen so much rain as we have now.
Makes me glad to live on top of the hill, and not the bottom of the hill...

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Lovely - and a bit moody
 
Good morning everyone from a quiet pleasant start here daan saaf. I have caught up, as much as I can, with the clock changing thing. More so than the girl in the bubble who Mrs Miggins told me woke yesterday at 5.30 and complained when the cafe took so long to open so that she could have a toasted muffin. The struggles that infants go through knows no bounds. Home today - a pootle - I am in my little Smart car so won’t be triggering many speed cameras. Art bit - just a tad more - some colour to be added once I get home. Have a wonderful day if you can. I simply must find a cafetière and get the aroma going.

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dunelm said:
Good morning everyone from a quiet pleasant start here daan saaf. I have caught up, as much as I can, with the clock changing thing. More so than the girl in the bubble who Mrs Miggins told me woke yesterday at 5.30 and complained when the cafe took so long to open so that she could have a toasted muffin. The struggles that infants go through knows no bounds. Home today - a pootle - I am in my little Smart car so won’t be triggering many speed cameras. Art bit - just a tad more - some colour to be added once I get home. Have a wonderful day if you can. I simply must find a cafetière and get the aroma going.

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Becoming more 3D and pulling you into the drawing @dunelm
 
gennepher said:
Fog 6.5

I like rabbit.
Had a boyfriend over half a century ago whose dad was a butcher.
Rabbit was best grilled he said.
So he grilled it. He was good at cooking meat.
The rabbit was deliciously tender.
But once I realised about myxomatosis I didn't have it any more.

One of my cats used to regularly catch rabbit for me, and drag it in through the cat flap. He hunted on the railway sidings. And I would come into the kitchen to a live rabbit looking at me...

Okay, YouTube video is Foxy Loxy who also appears to like my cat, but this night he is just rooting around. The second pair of eyes in the background also belong to a fox. I have many clips which are like dancing eyes in the bushes...

Fox

Creative is autumn again...
I struggled with this one. I don't like it.
I spent too long on it.
I was trying to make it lighter, but it turned dark, probably my mood yesterday...

Cuppa needed now.

Have your best day.

I have never seen so much rain as we have now.
Makes me glad to live on top of the hill, and not the bottom of the hill...

View attachment 57236
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I like the pic.... :cool:
 
Mates mum used to take us swimming or kids cinema on saturdays

Treat after was pie, mash & liqueur....nom nom nom.

Never had or fancied eel.
Got fish on my No Fry list ....;)

So was never going to be on any menu choice, here .


Certainly Pie & Mash shops everywhere when we were growing up.

Hard to find these days
 
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I agree about PME, but eel is lovely if gently baked with olive oil or butter. And you can buy them dead these days! Though as they are quite rare in UK now, probably not justifiable. Ma went through the live-eels-in-kitchen episode in the early '50s when there was still rationing, and Dad used to go night fishing for whatever he could get.
 
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