I will have you know everyone that I have been hard at it down below all day sorting out the stockroom. Miss Stockroom was highly delighted with the outcome. I wondered why there was no music from the jukebox though as I didn't surface for quite a while. Empty bar again except some old codger in the corner muttering about things not being what they used to be. Said he was off to catch his train back to Kent or something. I love the attempts by the foreigners on here trying to sell their pies. To think that anyone in the World would consider anything to be superior to pasties. That is just about treason.
Poor answer Mrs Reid........no visits between yours at 9.42 am yesterday..............and me wondering where everyone had gone at 2.18 pm this afternoon.............so please don't try and make me feel guilty about not working,having retired I've done my stint on the treadmill. A gap of 28hrs 36 min without anyone visiting...........thats why I thought it had been closed down...........and ready to be boarded up.........at least a note on the door would have helped............unless you had locked yourself in the cellar/dungeon with your latest filmstar look-a-like..........you'll lose your licence if you misbehave.
Evening all What are these pie things the foreigner speaks of? Is it those funny shaped pasties that taste weird? Try dropping one of those down a mine shaft and see how you get on!!!
Some years ago I was travelling from London to the land of paradise by rail and was more than a little hungry. I went to the Paddington station buffet and there on an advert was "pasties" (I won't say the price as that might date me slightly). I thought ideal I'll have one of those to set me up for the journey so bought this thing in a paper bag. I say thing because when I took it out it was rather odd shaped for a pasty being slightly round. When I bit into it, almost simultaniously spitting it out again, I discovered a lump of sausage meat in the middle. I went back to the buffet and had a bit of a drip. How can you even call this a pasty I asked. Well, it's in pastry was the answer so it is a pasty. I have never actually been charged with grievous bodily harm as I ensured I did him just before the train pulled out and would have been long gone before they found the chap. I have never, and I mean never bought anything advertised as a pasty anywhere else other than in Devon or Cornwall since. Londoners, if it is in pastry and has sausage meat in it then it is a sausage roll not a bloody pasty.
Not trying to make you feel guilty Plymborn as I know you old buggers have done your bit in the past. Anyway, being a mere man you wouldn't understand that when you work full time during the week then weekends (especially Sundays) is spent catching up with the washing,ironing,housework etc etc. My laptop is on most of the day, whether or not I'm paying it any attention is another matter. I have little time to spend in the bar which is why I employ the bar staff, and the bouncer to throw in the customers
Good point sensible, I will show him the yellow card when I see him next. Guess he has gone into hiding at the mention of housework, funny I have one at home like that
Yep never trust anything outside of the West Country that is sold as an alleged pasty. The Welsh seem to think that corned beef and potato constitutes a pasty!!! On several occasions I had to threaten a call to the Pasty Police unless they changed their wording. Also peas in pasty is just sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo wrong, the essence of pure evil, anyone caught commiting this crime should be hung, drawn and quartered after being beaten repeatedly with stinging nettles and a large smoked mackerel.
Ooooohhhhh mexijan!!!! What a colourful life you must lead in your foreign parts. Smoked mackerel eh!!!!! Hmmm! now that is interesting. The other thing about the Welsh is they have stollen the Oggie Oggie Oggie chant. How has that become synonymous with Welsh Rugby is what I want to know. It is a West Country chant not a Welsh anything. It seems to me that the rest of the Country have no idea what actually constitutes a pasty. It is not something sold in pastry it is a work of art produced only in this part of the World. The only deviation I have ever known that contained sausage meat was an Oggie Special sold in the Dewney shop (Ron's) outside St Levan's Gate to pissed sailors returning from a night out. Oggie Special was an ordinary oggie with a sausage stuck down the middle washed down with a pint of milk. The number of empty milk bottles strewn about the Yard on a Sunday morning was enough to keep a Co-op Dairy going in empties for a month. Even though an Oggie Special was stretching the original recipe a tad I have been known to imbibe and sell my soul once or twice. When under the influence of course. I would never have bought such a thing unless I was semi conscious at best. It was the need to regain a straight walk prior to getting to the gangway that did it.
The Welsh have even pinched the Oggie Oggie Oggie chant .... go get um Mexijan ..... how was your night out ?
Goodnight all, I'm off to make my sarnie and then it's off to bed for me. Is that OK with you Plymborn?
Night out was good thanks Gat, I think you are miss hearing the Welsh chant it is actually Flossy, Flossy, Flossy a love song to their favourite sheep, having lived there I am now atuned to that particular accent As for your tale of pasty perversion Sensible all I can say is shame on you!!! No matter how much ale is consumed a sausage through a pasty is still WRONG though no were on the same level of depravity as peas I may add. In my experience peas are a sneaky little vegetable always popping up in unexpected places and ruining a perfectly good meal. God in his infinite wisdom designed these tricky little vegetables perfectly making them round so as they are easily pushed to the side of the plate and left but ohhh no these things pop up everywhere, mixing themselves into perfectly good food damn their cunning. Try getting veg at a carvery without some wicked little pea sneaking onto your plate..... impossible, hiding in baked beans in Motorway services, sneaking into fried rice it´s just wrong.
It's only OK Mrs Reid..........if you've finished the ironing and put the vacuum cleaner away..........then you can have your sarnie and go to bed.........have you ticked all those boxes..........good,......good night Mrs Reid sleep tight don't let the bed bugs bite. (thats what mummy used to say to me,and she was a good Prince Rock girl). I don't mind admitting it, but i'm reasonable domesticated.........having retired three years before my beloved..........I took on all the washing machine duties and I am quite a good pegger out.........(she cant remember the washing cycles anymore)..............make the bed everyday..........do all the washing up........and a reasonable amount of the shopping as well.......I don't expect any extra brownie points thankyou.............I expect sensible does all that as well (I don't think). It helps to keep me out of mischief........well most of the time.
Not that up to speed on foreign food but for a real original Devon pasty, proper job.... Shortcrust pastry Beef (venison maybe substituted but never tried) Potato Swede Onion Salt Pepper (loads for my liking) No corned beef, sausage, carrot, cheese, baked beans and please don´t get me started on the peas again!!!! I hardly slept a wink last night thanks to the nightmares I had after Sensibles Oggie Special revealation and from a Dewdney too, though I always thought that Ron was a dodgy character. Mis-naming of a product can be put down to ignorance however to take a perfectly good pasty, one of God´s little children, and insert a sausage in it is perverse in the exteme!!!
Some abominations in Dorset use carrot instead of swede. The original Cornish pasty had apple at one end so you had your dinner and your pud in one handy container. My granny used to make them like that - but she came from Devonport...
