Thursday 30 December 2010

Lobster avec Chips

Plugging Tesco again, whist I was there with my lady last night we saw a some frozen Canadian lobster for £5. Spare me the lecture about impoverished Cornish fishermen, cos British waters are over fished and it's time we stuck our hand in someone else's lobster pot. This lobster is whole and ready cooked, so ideal for someone who is a little on the lazy side. All you need to do is leave it for 8 hours to thaw out, and it's ready to eat.



The lobster comes boxed with instructions on how to prepare it. I decided to have it with chips, salad and a dressing made from lemon juice, extra virgin olive oil, garlic, Dijon mustard, sugar, salt & pepper, tobasco, balsamic vinegar and a dash of wostershire sauce (I made it up in a George's Marvelous Medicine kind of manner).

Skeptical we both started chopping on the plated food. The result; pretty good. Prit-tay good. Not amazing, but what do you expect from a £5 frozen lobster.

have a fun NYE and if you're stuck for something to do or want a pre-NYE dinner, then try Lobster avec Chips avec Freixenet (See previous post).

New Years Booze

My girlfriend discovered this wine in Tesco, it's called ViƱa Albali Tempranillo and it's pretty good. It's on the website but says it is unavailable, but I bought 6 bottles last night for £2.85 each. Tempranillo is basically a Rioja, which usually consist of 60%+ Tempranillo grape. So if you are feeling the pinch of recession/Christmas and want a budgeted New Year's Eve party, then try this. 



Also at Tesco is a Freixenet Vintage Cava for when the clock strikes 12, at £6 a bottle and this seriously knocks the shit out of any Champagne. Treat your self.

Friday 17 December 2010

Knife

I've drank a little to much wine this evening which is dangerous when writing anything so I probably shouldn't be doing this. Please excuse the grammar and all that, you get me?

We, as human beings eat every single day and some fatties (my self included), will eat many times a day. Cooking or preparing food is imminent, just like Christmas, if you don't embrace it, you will not enjoy it.

The main tool in the kitchen is the knife, I'm sure it's a man thing, psycologist would probably say it's an extension to the penis, like a guitar or a massive car. Using that analogy, if it fits in your hand and feels good then great, go for it, chop away at your meat!

But there are good knives and shit knives. Global are a classic rip-off knife, they are made of good steel, but so uncomfortable, you never see a chef using one of them. Anyway I have a large collection of knives, different brands, different shapes, different sizes. I recently purchased a new knife on the basis that it's elder brother (pictured below) being so good.


I highly recommend this brand of knife, Alolon, if you are thinking of investing then get this brand, and I really mean the word investing! Using a good knife will save you time, your fingers, make better food and cooking more pleasurable. This type of knife is a Santoku, which is an japanese veg/meat knife and the sheath protects the blade from becoming blunt in the draw or stops you slicing your hands when rummaging around. The handle is a soft rubber, which is ultra comfortable and the blade is made from an excellent high grade German steel, with a fluted blade to stop veg sticking. Unfortunately I think this knife is now discontinued. The next one on my list is this - Tojiro Senkou, which is made from folded steel like a samurai sword and I've heard it's scientifically proven to compensate for a small penis! I probably need about 10 of these.


Tuesday 14 December 2010

Turkey is for twats

Ok its time to really upset some people.


I don't know where this ridiculous tradition has come from to have Turkey at Christmas. Not even the Americans traditionally have it on Christmas day, they have it for Thanks Giving. There are lots of things that twats eat at Christmas that they usually wouldn't eat, like fucking mulled wine. Why don't people drink it other times of the year? Because it's horrible and nobody actually likes it.

I'm now rolling up my sleeves and tensing my fist, getting ready to give Turkey a long awaited and well deserved smash in face. It is so rubbish, well alright, turkey breast and mince can be good for people who are on a low fat diet, but ultimately it's a stupid roasting bird for stupid people. The meat is so dry you have to cover the thing with bacon, sausage meat and goose fat to keep it moist. Or some idiots cook it upside-down and cover it in tin foil. But after doing all this the meat is still actually quite bland.

The best bit is people go all out and pay over the odds for an organic, local, free-range bird and because of the Christmas demand, they are even more expensive. Twats. Sorry, they're Fucking Twats.

Buy a Chicken. Very simple solution.

1. It cooks quicker
2. It's cheaper
3. It tastes better
4. You don't have to pre-order it (and if you do it fits in a freezer)
5. You're not following a non-tradition

I could be here all night if I really wanted.


I'm just looking forward to the duck I've ordered from Creedy Carver for about £5 each, but it's only that cheap because I did it through work.


Have a wonderful Christmas everyone and I hope you enjoy your meal, whatever you eat, seriously!

Saturday 4 December 2010

Fruit not Flowers

Being a bloody beer-drinking bloke I require logic for something to make sense. So I don’t really understand flowers, apart from the fact they look pretty, sometimes smell nice and most importantly, bees make honey from the pollen & nectar (this is only with natural wild flowers as fertilised flowers can kill bees and cut flowers do bugger all). Anyway, my point being - as I’ve now become an opinionated prick, which wasn’t my point from the outset of starting this blog -  is that  fruit can serve a better function. Fruit looks nice, smells nice and has helped the little bees when it was just a piece of blossom and putting all that aside you can eat the fruit. And vegetables are even better. There is a very true speech from Wihhnail and I, where uncle Monty describes flowers as being “simply tarts; prostitutes for the bees” and he thinks “the carrot infinitely more fascinating than the geranium”. So when I die, please pile lots of fruit & veg on my grave, and then eat it.


My girlfriend bought this sprout tree for about 70p, far more interesting than a morbid lily, and I got eat it.  There is a certain 'je ne sais quoi' about a firm, young carrot!