The Hedon one, Chazz. But you are wrong about one thing. It's not possible for me to marry beneath myself
that’s not how I remember them - but I haven’t tasted one in more than 35 years!! No fish... im craving a patty now!!
My memory of Bob Carvers tent in back o market was that as a kid I always got fish cakes as they didn’t do patties. Fish cake and chips with mint sauce sat on trestle benches and saw dust on the floor.
I think technically, he was my Dad's uncle (I forget), I only knew him due to having to go round at Christmas and him giving me beer when I was about six. Carver's patties don't have fish in them, they're potato and sage like normal patties, but they are bread-crumbed, not battered. They did the same thing with fish in them, but they were fish cakes, not patties.
I remember Carvers patties as you describe them here - I didn't mind them but I certainly prefer them battered.
Some female advice for you Kemps, if you know what’s good for you, don’t argue with your better half, think long game, not about the battle but the war! If not, hospital food could beckon, which I understand is quite good these days! Surely up the discussion to curry sauce or mushy peas ....(with the fish cake in bread crumbs)? Good luck!
Definitely just potato and sage (though they now do a cheese and onion one) and if you want to check, they deliver them... please log in to view this image
Carvers patties are potato with no fish but they have a firmer texture than a standard pattie. Bread crumbs not batter. Nowt more to say really.
Does Bob Carvers even do curry sauce? Can't say I know either way. This needs investigating. Maybe a 4 page Hull Live expose.
The new cheese ones are garbage, fall apart and taste no cheese at all. They must of made them next to a block of cheese and the smell wandered over. The real truth about carver patties is they are very stodgy but for some unknown reason remind me of being 7/8 near holly trinity church in the outdoor market with me mum. I think they are thicker than they use to be but it could be my ****ing memory or lack of it... That market was bloody brilliant, remember buying 20 pairs of jeans for 8 quid each, they was a tenner but got a deal. I set sail the next day to st Petersburg ( was Leningrad back then) on the black market I swooped them for. 50 boxes of Havana Cuban cigars, sold all of them to the cockney landlord of barham pub on bilton grange for £25 a box. I was 17 at the time and the ship was my first one I went to sea on, it was called the Baltic Valiant. I have some brilliant stories of Leningrad in the late 70s, coldest, greyist ****ing place I’ve ever been but oh my lord you could make a buck on the black market..Won’t tell you how I got sacked, **** spoiling a good yarn.. True story...
