Went to Lidl [lightyears away from here] and went straight for the German offerings, went for a Swiss Emmental, not the farmed out one, then our Scottish companion gave me some Scottish shortbread for the upcoming birthday. The thing is, she brought this back from her last visit up there and it has to be one of the most buttery I’ve ever tasted.
So that needed the Brazilian beans ground each cup to go with it and out came the malt:
I believe you have to have the specialities of a place – if I want a soft cheese, I have to go to France, if I want a good ale, I have to go to England, ditto with a strong cheese. If I want lamb, I go to Avignon.
And I’m not talking about top of the range either – just your basic. If I want clotted cream, I go to Devon or Cornwall. And no one does toad-in-the-hole better than in Yorkshire. If you want a decent brew, you go to Yorkshire. If you want pyelmyeni [meat dumplings] you have to go to eastern Europe and have it in bouillon with smyetana [sour cream]. If you want Dim Sims, you have to go to Melbourne:
Actually those ones aren’t good enough – the batter needs to be falling away and the whole thing needs to be wet with soy. Those in the pic have been underdone – the chippy does the best steamed dimmies.