Its that special time of year when Jesus died just so we could eat Haddock chips patty and mushy peas. I will be sending Lady Rheinhold down to Cave St at about 12:30 for a very large order. I will be at home warming the plates, setting out the salt, pepper pickled onions etc and also cutting the buttered bread triangularly in homage to Gainsborough Restaurant. So where are you going? Just for any exiles reading this- I will be having TWO patties with my meal!!
Going to the shop, gouging on some sort of plastic manufactured food, buying beers and cigarettes(of which is my last weekend of cigs, i desperately want to quit) and drinking till i run out, **** going clubbing or to the pub, not in the mood for that stuff tomorrow, oh and in the midst of all this, i'll be doing circuit training
Full English breakfast for me, and many crates of lager. Bank Holidays are my time for unhealthy, fattening foods!
Dear Chazz I'm over from Lincoln for the weekend, hopefully watching the lads giving 'uddersfield' what for in the Nash. As a good Catholic boy it'll be fish on Good Friday for me. I was going for an attack on the North Sea at the Dundee fish shop. However old chap, you have my fish and chip juices in a quandary! So is it Cave St or Dundee? I await your recommendation. Ms. Lincolntiger is out for the day mending people, so no F&C for her... is it Cave St or Dundee? Any thoughts tiger nation??? Lincolntiger PS. They don't do patties in Lincoln....feckin' philistines
I did initially read that and think it was a strange variation of lent, giving up money for 40 days. Don't know what I'm doing yet, it's a late train to Hull for me.
Combination of Foster's, Carlsberg and Carling. I'm a man of many tastes. I actually like all three and I'm the only person I know to say that!
I like the first two, carling is like a lager with half a burnt cig dropped in, i think it'll be carlsberg tomorrow, 5 pints.. !
You was going so well 'til you said Carling... I had some of that Coors Light stuff at the Dawson Quiz t'other night, that stuff was alright. Budweiser is nice as well. I think i'll be having a classic bacon and fried egg sarnie with a few pints of Fosters.
My first ever alcoholic drink (Carling), was on the way to a City match and it was given to me by my brother. He made me swear not to tell mum, and from then on, I could almost say I grew up with Carling. I think that's why I take a liking to it more than other people. I guess you can say, I got used it.
Coors light is aight, would never choose to drink it though and budweiser is a bottle of piss, cant stand that american ****e If carlsberg made a forum.. it'd probably be not 606...
It is probably, of the beers I like, a last resort for me tbf. I think it's just being used to drinking it a BBQs and/or parties that it tastes alright after a while. If this forum is Carlsberg, wtf is CI? Special Brew?
Special Brew is responsible for my first bad experience drinking. I was about 8 (if that), and it was my first taste of alcohol. When I started drinking I could only drink spirits, and it's only been the last few years that I've started being able to drink beer.
why are there so many "larger louts" dont the tiger nation drink real beer now a days? as an ex pat i have to drink lager and we dont have fish n chips and we do not get good friday off!!! patties are a fantasy and curry is so expensive it is now a yearly treat!! never mind, off to watch udders v tigers on telly. will join the tiger nation "larger louts" .....who said 5 pints tomorrow??? what are you doing after you have had your breakfast????
American ****E I'd rather drink a pint of piss, tastes better. The only good american booze is Southern Comfort or Jack Daniels
As the wife is catholic I am told there will be no meat eaten today. For tea I shall be making pan fried salmon fillets with lime, chilli and spring onion served on a bed of rice. Bosh
Off out for lunch to a local pub that does the best steak pie and homemade chips (Cask & Spindle in Shepley if pennine is reading this) then home to undo my trousers and drink vimto or tea for the afternoon with a selection of cakes and biscuits until I slip into a delightful food-coma.
