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No thanks Ian, my favourite food in my teenage years was fish and chips.

My mother was a fan of fries from a pig.
One of my uncles kept a pig at the cramped terraced house they lived in near the gasworks. Having a sty at the back end of the site.
When they killed a pig each time they shared some of the meat with relatives and nearby people in same street. It was done mutually.
We would go for a meal, one time my just speaking young cousin said, "Dad, dad cut grun gruns out bot bot!". It went down well!
Derek
 
Just to clarify aren't they what I know as chitterlings or chitlins which seem to have gone the way of veiling for proper homemade faggots and pigs chaps.? I've never knowingly had a Bath Chap. Cambridge or Fen chaps were just roasted to perfection - obviously
 
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Oh I do like a rabbit
 
Thank you @ianpspurs and thank you for the excellent song choice.
 
Gosh Ian - you are bringing back the memories of food past. I don't remember the taste of chitterlings, but I do remember my mother preparing them. They are still used in American "Soul Food" but haven't seen them in any kind of shop here since about 1955. You can still get caul fat in some butchers' shops (not here though) and chefs these days use it for wrapping all sorts of meat dishes.
 
I also remember my mother cooking pigs' trotters (she was absolutely the queen of slow cooked dishes in our eyes - her oxtasil stew was to die for), using the gelatinous goo for her cooking and giving the trotters to my brother and myself to pick the meat from (our special treat). She could, if course, have kept them to pick meat from and use in some other dish, but she spoiled us. The most expensive meat you could get then was chicken so we only ever saw it at Christmas but she did buy a leg of mutton once in a while - then bro and I would get to squabble over who got the big bone and who the smaller one.
 
Do you remember pork cheese?
 
Mmh.

Read that link, noticed SAFETY.

Read a little .....Then just closed page & walked slowly away....
 
Sounding squeamish...but not really, have eaten an assortment of "unusual" dishes, but some of those you all mention are not things I remember eating...

But the pigs trotters I do.

Mum & usually dad would spend time cooking them up, no idea how or how long

But do remember them being a lovely treat when he shared a little with me...guess I'd be between 5-10 at the time.

Aww bless him


However despite his hearty appetite for all the usual choices back then, I grew up with a distinct dislike of liver, kidney, heart & brain

Mind you, the way the cost of living doesn't seem to be coming to an end anytime soon,

it may be the case I'll be reluctantly hunting keto recipes of all the above at some point.
 
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I think a 'fry' looked more like offal.
D.
Looks like your memory tallies with Thomas Hardy and I absolutely adore Hardy. Fast approaching Darkling Thrush time of year:
Thomas Hardy wrote of chitterlings in his novel Tess of the D'Urbervilles, when the father of a poor family, John Durbeyfield, talks of what he would like to eat:

Tell 'em at home that I should like for supper—well, lamb's fry if they can get it; and if they can't, black-pot; and if they can't get that, well, chitterlings will do.
 
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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Had black pot as part of brunch today. Round, never mind. We get triangular oop north - does it add to flavour? No idea.
 
Had my first pie and mash atTony’s Pie and mash in Whatham Abbey, a double if you will. Smashing - just the pie mash and liquor - no eels. Next one near The Cutty Sark - We have some lovely stuff in the UK -that Number 1 in Cromer does nice fish and chips.
 
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 specially 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 sausages.
 
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Probably more of a paddy thing, but we had family bring over meats etc from Ireland back in the day.

Black pudding ..meh.

But the white pudding ....delicious

Have seen pale imitations in UK stores, but I'd always seek it out from a decent Irish butchers.

Girls like it too.
So doesn't last too long .

Must make a trip to restock..nom, nom, nom,
 
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