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I have no idea what this is, but since it followed up steak tartar, I'm going to assume I don't want to either and leave it at that.
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An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come. Victor Hugo
Jacobsdeception wrote:
3. You're in the UK, so it doesn't surprise me.
It's not like we have more Michelin starred chefs than you can shake a stick at
Talking of which (not new, but relevant)
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'Most expensive sandwich' on sale
Hungry shoppers are being offered the chance to eat a gourmet sandwich, but the £85 price tag might be too much for some to swallow.
The McDonald sandwich - named after its creator Scott McDonald, the chef at London department store Selfridges - is said to be the world's most expensive.
Its cost is down to the Wagyu beef that makes up most of the filling, packed in a 24-hour fermented sour dough bread.
"I started out with nothin' and I still got most of it left" - Seasick Steve
As we say in France, if it bleeds, it feeds.
RedPhoenixxx wrote:
As we say in France, if it bleeds, it feeds.
So you like your women lactating and menstruating? Kinky.
Do what now?
Danalog the Vengeful Programmer wrote:
RedPhoenixxx wrote:
As we say in France, if it bleeds, it feeds.
So you like your women lactating and menstruating? Kinky.
"I started out with nothin' and I still got most of it left" - Seasick Steve
Danalog the Vengeful Programmer wrote:
RedPhoenixxx wrote:
As we say in France, if it bleeds, it feeds.
So you like your women lactating and menstruating? Kinky.
That's kinda tricky, but it can be done.
Nexa
“It has always been the prerogative of children and half-wits to point out that the emperor has no clothes. But a half-wit remains a half-wit, and the emperor remains an emperor.â€
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
Kobe beef-- the real McCoy from Japan --is hands down the best steak in the world. From birth these calves are placed in a sling, and then massaged and fed organic corn every day resulting in the tenderest, most marbled beef possible. It is also possibly the most expensive, which in 1976 dollars was around $150 a pound. Craaaaazy expensive.
While there may be better tasting beef depending on the grasses they feed on, nothing comes close for sheer tenderness or suppleness than Kobe.
Totem
While there may be better tasting beef depending on the grasses they feed on, nothing comes close for sheer tenderness or suppleness than Kobe.
Totem
Nobby wrote:
Yeah, we all live on 2hr boiled vegetables and fish and chips.
It's not like we have more Michelin starred chefs than you can shake a stick at icon
It's not like we have more Michelin starred chefs than you can shake a stick at icon
Not referencing the British diet specifically, only what is generally available. I would imagine that high-end restaurants serve better cuts from better steer. Never having been over the the pond, obviously I'm not speaking from direct personal experience; however, all of the British Ex-pats and visitors I've spoken with about the topic claim that American beef is superior to what they had back home. This is as recently as a year ago, mind you.
They do miss the Hobbknobs though, biscuits I think they called them. Apparently they're better than American cookies.
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Kobe beef-- the real McCoy from Japan
Joph wrote:
According to the folks at Wikipedia, it's called "blue rare"
Also referred to as Black & Blue or Philly rare. It's the only way I ever order steaks, though I often find that I have to send it back to the kitchen because for some reason the cooks don't actually believe that I want it literally almost raw. At home, a lot of the times I don't even bother with a flame. Slap it on the plate, salt & freshly ground peppah, and go to town.
Jacobsdeception wrote:
Also referred to as Black & Blue or Philly rare. It's the only way I ever order steaks, though I often find that I have to send it back to the kitchen because for some reason the cooks don't actually believe that I want it literally almost raw. At home, a lot of the times I don't even bother with a flame. Slap it on the plate, salt & freshly ground peppah, and go to town.
You go too far! BLEH!
Nexa
“It has always been the prerogative of children and half-wits to point out that the emperor has no clothes. But a half-wit remains a half-wit, and the emperor remains an emperor.â€
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
Jacobsdeception wrote:
all of the British Ex-pats and visitors I've spoken with about the topic claim that American beef is superior to what they had back home. This is as recently as a year ago, mind you.
In fairness, the average steak in USA is better than the average steak in UK as our control-freak nanny-state frightens most places out of hanging their beef for more than a couple of weeks. Good Scottish pasture grazed beef, hung and seasoned properly is available in UK if only you go to the right butcher/restaurant.
Jacobsdeception wrote:
They do miss the Hobbknobs though, biscuits I think they called them. Apparently they're better than American cookies.
I present Exhibit A
(Audio is NSFW if you can understand the Lancastrian Accent)
"I started out with nothin' and I still got most of it left" - Seasick Steve
Nexa wrote:
BLEH! 
"I started out with nothin' and I still got most of it left" - Seasick Steve
Smash managed to find me a neat little British goods store near his place where I can pick up hobnobs, flake, various other biscuits and even clotted cream for the ex-husband when he's homesick haha. Of course, I think Smash just likes going there because one of the counter girls feels the need to ask him five or six times over the course of 10 minutes if there's ANYTHING he needs...even though he's not the one shopping...clearly.
Nexa
Nexa
“It has always been the prerogative of children and half-wits to point out that the emperor has no clothes. But a half-wit remains a half-wit, and the emperor remains an emperor.â€
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
Of course, I think Smash just likes going there because one of the counter girls feels the need to ask him five or six times over the course of 10 minutes if there's ANYTHING he needs...even though he's not the one shopping...clearly.
People are just helpful down here.
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Smasharoo wrote:
Of course, I think Smash just likes going there because one of the counter girls feels the need to ask him five or six times over the course of 10 minutes if there's ANYTHING he needs...even though he's not the one shopping...clearly.
People are just helpful down here.
Yeah, Massachusetts is known for its helpful whores.
Nexa
“It has always been the prerogative of children and half-wits to point out that the emperor has no clothes. But a half-wit remains a half-wit, and the emperor remains an emperor.â€
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
Jacobsdeception wrote:
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Kobe beef-- the real McCoy from Japan
Well obviously
Sparkling white wine is not champagne and canned pork is not parma ham...
Jacobsdeception[quote=Joph wrote:
According to the folks at Wikipedia, it's called "blue rare"
Also referred to as Black & Blue or Philly rare. It's the only way I ever order steaks, though I often find that I have to send it back to the kitchen because for some reason the cooks don't actually believe that I want it literally almost raw. At home, a lot of the times I don't even bother with a flame. Slap it on the plate, salt & freshly ground peppah, and go to town. [/quote]
Amen. I want my steak to moo at me when I stick my fork in it.
publiusvarus wrote:
we all know liberals are well adjusted american citizens who only want what's best for society. While conservatives are evil money grubbing scum who only want to sh*t on the little man and rob the world of its resources.
Jophiel wrote:
With steak, it's cooked on the outside and cool and red on the interior. According to the folks at Wikipedia, it's called "blue rare"That's some good eatin'.
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Blue rare or very rare - Cooked very quickly; the outside is seared, but the inside is usually cool and barely cooked. The steak will be red on the inside and barely warmed.
I want it to just barely still be pink inside if it's a steak. (Pork chops I'll eat rare, though. It drives my fiancee nuts for some reason.
)I'm not scared of anything unless it comes out of an oven. I make steak so good it'll make you slap your momma, but I won't reach into an oven on my life.
Nadenu, Goblin in Disguise wrote:
Just do like we do. Whatever you can scrape off the road, throw it on the grill and there's dinner. Hell, if you're really lucky, the truck was overheating when you hit that critter and it'll be cooked by the time you come to a stop. Win-win!
I would think you were joking but I'm originally from northern Maine and I know plenty of people who really do do that (North of where Nexa is--she's from an area that we used to consider "the Big City"). Are you serious? Because I've been to people's houses that served me squirrel.
Edited, Feb 18th 2008 9:45pm by Annabella
Turin wrote:
Seriously, what the f*ck nature?
The Honorable Annabella wrote:
Nadenu, Goblin in Disguise wrote:
Just do like we do. Whatever you can scrape off the road, throw it on the grill and there's dinner. Hell, if you're really lucky, the truck was overheating when you hit that critter and it'll be cooked by the time you come to a stop. Win-win!
I would think you were joking but I'm originally from northern Maine and I know plenty of people who really do do that (North of where Nexa is--she's from an area that we used to consider "the Big City"). Are you serious? Because I've been to people's houses that served me squirrel.
Edited, Feb 18th 2008 9:45pm by Annabella
Just a few weeks ago I had rabbit & squirrel stew. It was rather tasty. Tough to beat the corned venison though.
I have plenty of relatives in rural WI that still hunt and eat squirrel, rabbit, etc. My grandma used to boil it and can it (in jars), which made it soft. It was always just called 'meat' at her house, and would get added to whatever. It was a staple. I loved hunting squirrels with my dad cuz if I went along I got first dibs on the tail.
I don't believe that, even in Maine, people eat road skill excepting deer and moose (which is often donated to food banks).
I don't believe that, even in Maine, people eat road skill excepting deer and moose (which is often donated to food banks).
Alma wrote:
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"I don't believe that, even in Maine, people eat road kill..." --Elinda
Why is that a surprise? Knowing what we do about Anna, it would come as no surprise at all to discover that she offered her meat that smells like 3 day old tuna to anyone with a pulse.
Totem
Why is that a surprise? Knowing what we do about Anna, it would come as no surprise at all to discover that she offered her meat that smells like 3 day old tuna to anyone with a pulse.
Totem
Elinda, Star Breaker wrote:
I don't believe that, even in Maine, people eat road skill excepting deer and moose (which is often donated to food banks).
Donate. One day it could be your family.
An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come. Victor Hugo
An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come. Victor Hugo
Elinda, Star Breaker wrote:
I don't believe that, even in Maine, people eat road skill excepting deer and moose (which is often donated to food banks).
Road kill is mainly deer and moose. And squirrel, occasionally. There are alot of weird people in the country. I was served pig brain pate--not just weird people, weird Acadians and French Canadian. Lots of spiced meat. Kind of indiscernible.
And Totem, while my ****** is awesome, it doesn't smell like old tuna. I'm sure , given your experiences,you assume that all ****** smells that way. I hope some day that your luck changes.
Edited, Feb 19th 2008 11:43am by Annabella
Turin wrote:
Seriously, what the f*ck nature?
Nexa wrote:
Smasharoo wrote:
Of course, I think Smash just likes going there because one of the counter girls feels the need to ask him five or six times over the course of 10 minutes if there's ANYTHING he needs...even though he's not the one shopping...clearly.
People are just helpful down here.
Yeah, Massachusetts is known for its helpful whores.
Nexa
This made me snarf coffee.
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