I have seen a recipe for a beef and oyster pie - at one time the oyster was a kind of filler because they were cheap while beef was expensive. Changed days. Maybe I just don't have very refined taste buds but I can't think of a way I would want to eat them, although when we were young we used to eat cockles quite willingly (sold in little dishes on the seafront in Herne Bay or Folkestone). But we also used to eat shrimps and prawns quite happily but I couldn't now.Those are some very bedraggled looking badgers looking for some fun. Thanks for the creative which on first look seems a little downbeat to me but I see something like a Kingfisher in there. @Annb and @Krystyna23040 I like oysters which used to be a poor man's food
In 19th-century Britain, native oysters had actually become a poor man's food. Charles Dickens noted the fact in the Pickwick Papers: 'It's a wery remarkable circumstance, Sir,' said Sam, 'that poverty and oysters always seem to go together. '
Thank you Ian....Those are some very bedraggled looking badgers looking for some fun. Thanks for the creative which on first look seems a little downbeat to me but I see something like a Kingfisher in there. @Annb and @Krystyna23040 I like oysters which used to be a poor man's food
In 19th-century Britain, native oysters had actually become a poor man's food. Charles Dickens noted the fact in the Pickwick Papers: 'It's a wery remarkable circumstance, Sir,' said Sam, 'that poverty and oysters always seem to go together. '
I can see why that initial encounter with someone eating oysters would taint them by association. Was this him?I have seen a recipe for a beef and oyster pie - at one time the oyster was a kind of filler because they were cheap while beef was expensive. Changed days. Maybe I just don't have very refined taste buds but I can't think of a way I would want to eat them, although when we were young we used to eat cockles quite willingly (sold in little dishes on the seafront in Herne Bay or Folkestone). But we also used to eat shrimps and prawns quite happily but I couldn't now.
Maybe my dislike of them - apart from the taste - has to do with my first sighting of oysters. It was in 1963 and I remember it still. We went to a fish restaurant near the Albert Hall and had a fish meal (what it was I can't remember) and at a table next to us was a very overweight, swarthy gentleman, hands heavily bedecked with rings. He had a dish of oysters in their shells in front of him and he was happily and noisily, slurping them down, hands and rings getting greasier by the oyster. When he finished, his chins and hands were covered in grease, which he wiped off with his napkin but when he stood up to leave we saw that his expensive looking (and expansive) grey suit also had dribbles of oil down the front. Yuk! That was enough to put me off for life, but I did try them that time in Sydney. You're welcome to them Ian. Just as well we're all different, otherwise there wouldn't be enough of anything to go round.
Probably not, but if not, then his cousin.I can see why that initial encounter with someone eating oysters would taint them by association. Was this him?
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Oh, Once Brewed - a decent stopping off place before going down to the Twice Brewed InnIt may be somewhat warmer today.
Helen's up since Friday and staying at a farm converted barn up the road with hubby, from Friday to Friday so we are having a lunch out today.
She dropped in yesterday afternoon and insisted taking us to a COVID walk in centre on Thursday to do our jabs.
She already taking me to Newcastle Tuesday, for perhaps my last pacemaker check at the Freeman. I would sooner go to the Freeman but it's too far now for me to drive. I just hope the Cumberland does timely checks, but it's not what I hear.
She coming back via military road so we'll be having coffee at The Sill. I promise not to look at the fallen gap sycamore.
Derek
Thank’s @ianpspurs - I have no idea what snacks you take to your bed but ours is restricted to cocoa.Morning all from L.A. where, much to the delight of our grandchildren, there is a good crop of Autumn strawberries. The soil in the trug is a mix which I used in the raised beds back home not that which is local. @Annb and @dunelm hug for #heatingate. As for wearing extra layers, I refuse to sit indoors or sleep in salopettes and a beaver fur ushanka but each to their own. @JohnEGreen hug for early waking. @Krystyna23040 good news on the fbg and thanks for the doughnut topping compliment. I won't repeat that as I am after crafting cinnamon doughnuts and brownies as two distinct items. I have had crocodile a few times from the butcher/farm shop in Cambs. Like the bison they are reared on site. @lindisfel good of Helen to be so caring . She obviously has her mum's organistional skills to keep you on track@dunelm thanks for sharing the art. Bratwurst in bed?
Basically love thy neighbour/do as you would be done by. Attached is Wikipedia summary.
Y'all have a good day now.
Thank you @gennepher. I don’t think that the rest of it will be so detailed as my fingers are starting to stiffen up.I really love the detail in this, but I am almost having a migraine on your behalf for the fine intricacy in it........ @dunelm
I don’t like cooked oysters. My French brother in law used to do them but I prefer them raw with a squeeze of lemon or some Pineau. Mrs Miggins draws the line with moulles.I have seen a recipe for a beef and oyster pie - at one time the oyster was a kind of filler because they were cheap while beef was expensive. Changed days. Maybe I just don't have very refined taste buds but I can't think of a way I would want to eat them, although when we were young we used to eat cockles quite willingly (sold in little dishes on the seafront in Herne Bay or Folkestone). But we also used to eat shrimps and prawns quite happily but I couldn't now.
Maybe my dislike of them - apart from the taste - has to do with my first sighting of oysters. It was in 1963 and I remember it still. We went to a fish restaurant near the Albert Hall and had a fish meal (what it was I can't remember) and at a table next to us was a very overweight, swarthy gentleman, hands heavily bedecked with rings. He had a dish of oysters in their shells in front of him and he was happily and noisily, slurping them down, hands and rings getting greasier by the oyster. When he finished, his chins and hands were covered in grease, which he wiped off with his napkin but when he stood up to leave we saw that his expensive looking (and expansive) grey suit also had dribbles of oil down the front. Yuk! That was enough to put me off for life, but I did try them that time in Sydney. You're welcome to them Ian. Just as well we're all different, otherwise there wouldn't be enough of anything to go round.
“But sir, it’s so wafffer thin”.I can see why that initial encounter with someone eating oysters would taint them by association. Was this him?
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I am not surprised @dunelm your fingers are stiffening up!Thank you @gennepher. I don’t think that the rest of it will be so detailed as my fingers are starting to stiffen up.
What a great place to get exotic meats from.Oldhusrt Cambs - 5 miles from "home" #1 grandson loved seeing all the animals especially the crocs. It has many more animals now. The main man, Andy, has been on TV and in the media. Just having doughnut with my coffee (cream and cinnamon) watching the cricket as well. It's a hard enough life
5 miles not mikes
Smashing art and to me a vivid image of the future of global warming in some parts if governments don’t get their fingers out.Fbg 6.7
Wildlife nighttime videos
#ukwildlife
Cat, then Badger, then Fox, then Badger, & then Cat again
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Creative...yesterday I needed to find some notepaper to write snail mail letters. I gravitated towards light and yellow. These are some gel prints I did. I added the birds in an app for posting on here. But I did some drawing in a black brush pen for my pen friend on the notepaper itself. I have changed my perception of the stuff I was working through...
It is still dark outside.
Midnight and Merlin have not been sleeping in doors while we are having this mini heatwave. None of my cats ever do sleep indoors when the temperature rises....
Time for a nap and a a cuppa tea.
Have a good day.
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Reminds me of the program by the paleontologist Richard Forte on very old fossils. He would then finish off having a meal of the nearest living relative being the main object of his meal!What a great place to get exotic meats from.
I would find it a very hard life if I had to watch cricket. Although the doughnut and coffee sounds sublime.
I love this! I have just started going to Art classes and the first lesson was painting a picture to show distance in one colour. There is a word for it but it escapes me. So for me, your art is very interesting and maybe I can learn from it. Thank youFbg 6.7
Wildlife nighttime videos
#ukwildlife
Cat, then Badger, then Fox, then Badger, & then Cat again
56secs
Creative...yesterday I needed to find some notepaper to write snail mail letters. I gravitated towards light and yellow. These are some gel prints I did. I added the birds in an app for posting on here. But I did some drawing in a black brush pen for my pen friend on the notepaper itself. I have changed my perception of the stuff I was working through...
It is still dark outside.
Midnight and Merlin have not been sleeping in doors while we are having this mini heatwave. None of my cats ever do sleep indoors when the temperature rises....
Time for a nap and a a cuppa tea.
Have a good day.
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