Memory…. I just commented on a friend post about my introduction to coffee.
I wrote: We used to have ‘camp coffee’, a coffee substitute made with chicory. It came in a tall square bottle with a Scottish bagpipe player on the front. The contents were a dark brown liquid. We had it with sterilised milk. It was horrible! Then we had ‘mellow birds’ coffee. It was bitter if you put enough in to give it some flavour!
I remember the way the coffee essence was brown and sticky. It used to run down the outside of the bottle, leave stains on the tablecloth. I didn’t drink coffee till I was in my teens, I used to drink tea or ‘pop’. Our pop was delivered in the evening by a van. I think it was Corona pop, we used to have big bottles of raspberry, orange, dandelion and burdock and sometimes strangely tasting American cream soda. All no doubt full of sugar.
Dad had his own delivery – of Davenports ‘beer at home’, I still remember the jingle ‘beer at home means Davenports, that’s the beer lots of cheer……’
It has been proven that biscuits taste more biscuity when they are dunked in your favourite hot beverage, tea, coffee, cocoa, (maybe not bovril or that kind of drink!) apparently it releases more biscuit aromas. I think it makes them easier to eat too!
Some biscuits like ginger nuts don’t soften as much as ones like rich tea biscuits. The worst thing that can happen is that the biscuit/ cookie falls apart and bits fall into your drink. You can either fish the bits out with a spoon or wait till you have finished drinking and then scoop it out. Have a go if you haven’t dunked before… Enjoy!
Hubby is ill. Coughing and tired with this cold. He came downstairs for tea and then went to stand up and fainted! He’s OK but he’s hurt his knee by landing on an oil heater. He wouldn’t let me call an ambulance and he’s gone back upstairs with a walking stick. He’s like a tired old wizard, not happy, but not in the mood for TLC. Don’t know what to do. I’ll take him a drink and a sandwich in a bit. All I can do is help if I can.
I don’t take sugar, which makes it harder to float the cream on top of this drink. The whisky is only a single measure of a blended scotch. The coffee is a decaffeinated instant coffee. If I had some in I would eat a sweet mince pie with it. It makes me feel like Christmas is on the way. I remember when I was first allowed one of these on a family trip to an Indian restaurant.
I sometimes have it without alcohol, it’s not always what I want to drink, but this is a treat. I think as the weather has got colder I’ve started to have more comfort food. I must watch my weight.
Run to support a cat charity. The cat cafe in Rhyl helps rehome abandoned and unwanted cats. We visited today and had the pleasure of meeting several Cats and Kittens that were so lovely. I’d got to drive home today so it helped relax me before we set out. They also do delicious pancakes and coffee so it was a win win really. X
Biscuit and coffee, biscuit and tea. Biscuit with cheese. So many accompaniments. It’s good to enjoy them with something. To dunk or not? I like dunking. Dunking and drinking. Bits of biscuit get too soft and drop off in lumps into your drink.
Biscuits go with desserts as well. You can soak them in alcohol and use them in the bases of cheesecake smashed up with butter to make a hard layer for the topping. Tasty.
Late visit to the lake for coffee and oatcakes. Then took half a bag of Swan, duck and goose food for a short stroll round the small lake. We were mobbed by Canada geese who got a bit aggressive, and one bold Swan who stepped onto the bank in front of me. I threw a handful of food onto the ground and it pecked at it before the other birds got a chance. The pigeons were not as lucky as the food was in large pellets. I tried to break them up a bit but they were to hard to split. I probably should have thrown more in the water but when you are being mobbed it’s hard not to give in and throw it down quickly.
As we walked round the lake I noticed the path was muddy and it looked like it has washed over the pathway at some stage recently. In the field by the children’s playground a large pool of water stood waiting to drain away. Buds were starting to burst on the smaller scrubby trees, bright green against the black and grey twigs. I also spotted something like dandelion (coltsfoot?) yellow ragged flowers, just a cluster of three below a group of trees. Coots and moorhens were also on the lake together with mallard ducks. The sun that had been shining all day had gone behind the clouds and only peeked out as we walked back to the car. Low and bright, dazzling us as we drove away.
Afternoon tea in a place called the Rabbit Hole tearoom in Stoke, Stoke-on-Trent. We had a visitor down from Yorkshire and he wanted to go somewhere that sold loose leaf tea and cakes. After searching Google and ringing a few places we found this cafe virtually on our doorstep. I rang and got us in (they are pretty much fully booked till March!).
The decor was fun, with lots of Alice in wonderland and white rabbit touches. There were pictures on the ceiling and it was very ‘jolly’!
Very pleasant food, with friendly service. We had sandwiches, salad, crisps, followed by scones with jam and cream. There was cake and cupcakes but that was too much for me!