Similar threads remind me that Moopy SHRUGGED when Captain Beefheart died. FUCK YOU 7 YEARS AGO MOOPY.
I LOVE a smoked mackerel sandwich. Flake it up and mix it with some yoghurt or mayonnaise. Then I'd personally add some gherkins. But then gherkins are my sandwich answer to pretty much everything.
I can just about digest the smell of smoked mackerel but canned on the other hand (as well as canned tuna), YUCK!
I LOVE GHERKINS. I opened the HUGE JAR in the cupboard as a BANK HOLIDAY TREAT. Of course Mr S won't eat anything PICKLED . Along with an endless list of other things. BUT HE ISN'T FUSSY, OH NO!
My blood test got postponed. Who does this phlebotomist think she is getting sick and taking time off.
Paste makes me think of those little jars of fish spread I remember mum buying when we grew up Pâté on the other hand means something else to me. But I assume that's more due to my memories of curly white Mother's Pride sandwiches in the 70s and 80s than anything else. I mean, pâté is just French for paste, isn't It?
the Swedish paste RS mentions is indeed a spread, it comes in a tube like mayonnaise (or at least caviar paste does). it reeks
My mum knew an ace fishmonger near her work when we were kids. Trouble is, that whole thing about cats and fish turned out to be completely true...
I began eating sushi just before moving to Japan, quite fortunate to say the least. cooked white fish I can tolerate in small amounts but cooked red fish like salmon and mackerel and tuna, and other strong flavoured dishes like bisque, I just cannot stomach
Sad times over on The Fall forum - we've lost a well-thought of member. Reminds me of when Moopy lost
My mum used to cook eels for my dad (people could catch them in Lough Neagh and come around selling them). They STANK the house out!
Wow, some recruiters have terrible phone etiquette. Them (after I've said I WOULDN'T consider a role in Dublin and the rate offered): Okay, I will email you the job spec now, please reply with your updated CV. ...and then they hung up straight away!
I think I was super hungover and I was in a Swedish home. I had requested the full Swedish experience and I enjoyed it for what it was!
You're probably talking about the Swedish "caviar" that comes in a tube. It's rather grim but also delicious in small amounts and when you're in the right mood. I guess I meant mackerel paté.
I "treated" myself to some boil-in-the-bag kippers yesterday because I went shopping when I was hungry. They'll probably sit in the fridge until they go out of date and then I'll bin them, that's what usually happens.
My last week of freedom before I start what I anticipate will be a horrible job. I look forward to having real money however. In other news I just made two PPI claims. Hoping for £1000s!!!!!! as advertised.
