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Fish fingers or sardines. That’s my choice tonight. Fishfinger sandwiches or sardines on toast. It’s not a Friday but that’s what I’ve got in. Maybe fishfinger and baked beans. I’m not very hungry but I need to eat I guess. It’s late and I’m tired and I don’t feel like cooking.
Anyway it was an excuse to post this photo of a kneeler from the local church, I love the design and the concept of sharing food to give all people a chance by treating them fairly. Anyway just a thought.
Lashings of toast
Slurping of tea
Having a snack
Just for me
Butter on bread
Melted and soft
Strong cuppa to go
With hot toast you see.
When you get up after two hours lying awake at four o’clock in the morning and need comfort food. A lightly toasted slice of white bread and the spread of your choice, and a decaffeinated beverage helps. The first thing I thought last night when I woke up was ‘toast’, I’d got to take a tablet, and I didn’t want to take it on an empty stomach. I remember making toast for people for breakfast in one of my jobs. When all the residents had had theirs we were allowed a slice of toast and a cup of tea. A five minute rest in a hectic morning. And doesn’t it look good enough to eat? I’ve managed to get about three hours sleep in total and all I want to do is get back to bed. But the toast was lovely.
‘and shall we have crumpets for tea ?’
I don’t remember where that quote comes from. But that’s what we had for our meal this afternoon. Toasted to a slightly brown colour and hot so that the crumpet is cooked through. I usually have butter or margarine on it but today I had butter and then as a treat a small amount of Greek honey.
The porous, sponge like consistency of the crumpet makes it good for absorbing melted butter. The top of a crumpet is full of a lattice of holes, whereas the base is solid, so these lacunae stay filled and only leak slightly. Yummy! I’ve also toasted crumpets, then grated cheese on them and then I gently microwave them for a savoury snack.
This bought back a memory of using a fork pierced through a crumpet and pushed onto the front bars of a gas fire. A tricky thing to do as the fire might burn your fingers as well as the crumpet! Cook the back first then the front, then take it off the fire and butter and eat. (Childhood memories of when life was more basic).
I wanted breakfast but we have no milk or eggs, so I had a rummage in the fridge. I found corned beef, cheddar cheese and some pickled beetroot. I toasted a couple of slices of brown bread then buttered it. Placed a slice of corned beef on both slices (I could have done just one and made a sandwich but I was hungry) added cheddar cheese and microwaved it till the cheese had melted. Then added the beetroot to spice it up a bit. I have to say I enjoyed it. Probably far too much fat, but sometimes you have to go for it. Other options would be cheese and tomatoes (if I had any) melted onto the bread then a topping of beetroot or even advocado?
Anyway, that feels a lot better.
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When I was a child I used to cook toast-on the gas fire!
I would come home from school and warm up in front of the fire, warming my toes, feet, hands and face. We didn’t have central heating, so only the living room was warm. I was older than my siblings so this was my job. Slices of white bread hooked onto the bars on the front of the gas fire with a metal fork. A few seconds and you turn the bread over. Delicious hot toast and I guess margarine because we couldn’t afford butter. If it was a Sunday I sometimes cooked crumpets. They are like a savoury bread like a muffin but full of holes through the middle of them and at the top of them so when they have butter or margarine spread on them it melts right through the middle of them.
I remember the lovely smells of toast and margarine, together with a hot cup of tea in small cups with orange and brown patterns on them.
This memory was prompted by a question on the Alchemists blog page which asked for memories of being cozy. It’s good to uncover old memories like this.
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We don’t have these very often, but as we had gone out to see the train at Apedale we decided to have a full English breakfast. Apologies to vegetarians, there are alternatives available.
Full English in this case consisted of bacon, eggs, tomato, beans, black pudding, sausages and hash browns with two slices of toast. Sometimes they put in mushrooms instead of black pudding.
It was very tasty… . Washed down with a mug of decaff coffee.
Mallaband-Brown