Once ordered Tadpole Tits On Toast at Heston Blumenthal's restaurant ... he came out himself and apologetically told me it was no longer available ... ... they'd run out of bread!
It's not the sort of thing I would buy these days. I have done, it's a case of it's on the plate I'll eat it. I think a lot of this **** comes down to where you buy it from, I've had oysters and they were fine but that's because my lad bought them and knew what the quality was like. I like most shellfish as well tbph, but I'm always apprehensive of muscles after being food poisoned by them once, and it's certainly not a pleasant experience, but otherwise they are nice lol. Roll mops, give me a few beers and i'd be too peckish to complain. Just the thought of jellied eels and all this pie and liquor with mushy peas is not for me.
Fresh cockles are ok, but a bit bland, taste of nothing really. Sort thing I would eat but I don't actually see the point in them.
I remember when the shellfish man use to come round the boozers on something like a Friday night. I'd generally have something, well pubs weren't really into food back then, some places might do ham rolls etc.
Funny though when looking at people's breakfasts the other day, I must be the only one into tinned tomatoes with my full english. I will eat baked beans, but again it's something I'm not really into and I only ever eat Heinz lol....think I must be a fussy bugger. But all this stuff I would eat if I'm starving, except for cheese, that's just never happening.
ahhhh, fish man. “any crabs on your cock?” Would always be the shout. Or “you have any muscles for the skinny lad”
I'd go this ingredient list for a full English. Essential; Bacon Sausage Eggs - fried preferably, but scrambled also acceptable (Poached even) Black Pudding Mushroom(s) Beans Toast (or fried bread) Mug of tea Variations; Tomato - grilled preferably Coffee Abominations; Hash Brown Chips
Think baked beans are a relatively recent addition i.e. happenrd sometime during my lifetime - don't remember them as standard when a kid myself ... fried bread was mind ...
