Rotting offal cooked in rancid fat. The meal of champions.
Those chicken livers are haunting you @Geetbo aren't they?I wonder if you can use fermented chicken livers instead of the capers.
I can’t get over it.Those chicken livers are haunting you @Geetbo aren't they?
Does anyone remember/have the receipt for her reasoning? Why did she bottle out of the transition?...and to take her up on her point from the original thing that she wrote in the Guardian. It’s too easy to compare breast enlargement with breast removal and to conclude that there is some double standard. It fails to take into account that her cousin is likely a fairly normal type who just fancied a lift and could apparently afford it. Compare that with Jack-Ive always-had-it-worse-than-anyone-ever-me-me-ME!-Monroe, the drama queen, the never quite knows what she wants but at least *does* know that you and everyone else though definitely not her is to blame for her not knowing what she wants, the poverty ‘campaigner’ with designer tastes who can’t afford to eat but can definitely afford to have a big operation or at least find someone to pay for it, hint hint nudge nudge, and any doubts relatives had are easily understood . As it turns out they were right, after all that hot air she didn’t even carry out the bloody thing she was going on about - As always.
Whereabouts on the timeline did she change her mind and was there anything that could have triggered that change of mind, I wonder? I'm just trying to mentally fit in her trans phase starting and finishing with the end and start dates of her relationships with Allegra and Louisa. And poor SB who apparently had to sit through a lecture on how Mummy will be changing, including genitally if I remember correctly....and to take her up on her point from the original thing that she wrote in the Guardian. It’s too easy to compare breast enlargement with breast removal and to conclude that there is some double standard. It fails to take into account that her cousin is likely a fairly normal type who just fancied a lift and could apparently afford it. Compare that with Jack-Ive always-had-it-worse-than-anyone-ever-me-me-ME!-Monroe, the drama queen, the never quite knows what she wants but at least *does* know that you and everyone else though definitely not her is to blame for her not knowing what she wants, the poverty ‘campaigner’ with designer tastes who can’t afford to eat but can definitely afford to have a big operation or at least find someone to pay for it, hint hint nudge nudge, and any doubts relatives had are easily understood . As it turns out they were right, after all that hot air she didn’t even carry out the bloody thing she was going on about - As always.
She should drink the fat.A bleeping jar in the fridge, filled with dirty pan fat? Rancid behaviour
Oh actually roast potatoes done in duck / goose fat is lush but there's a reason you only ever do it at Christmas, the time of overindulgence. Normally it's veg oil.Not a foody frau, but do people even cook veg in animal fats these days? The goose fat jars you see at Christmas make me gag, even typing about them has made me gag, I’d be in bits if someone served me fat veg
Her inner circle? Who is that then, her and the sentient mirror?Jack's talking about how she collects the fat from her disgusting sausages so she can cook her son's "little potatoes" in it. Wouldn't eat that herself, mind you.
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How dare you! She once cooked for MARY PORTAS!How has a person with a seven year long decade of cooking experience got absolutely no skill whatsoever. That risotto looks like lumpy wallpaper paste.
Roast potatoes in duck fatOh actually roast potatoes done in duck / goose fat is lush but there's a reason you only ever do it at Christmas, the time of overindulgence. Normally it's veg oil.
Same, babe And the way she capitalises random words to try and make them a thing, like her 'Very Good Sandwich' earlier.The way she writes tweets CRACKS ME UP. Just put RANDOM PARTS OF THE SENTENCE in caps lock for DRAMATIC IMPACT.
I love your innocence Sadly it’s been a long lockdown and we’ve not seen beans round these parts for months now, we’re onto liquid mush incinerated for days at a time, and eyelid sausages. Dry heaving isn’t uncommon round here. The Salmon pasta & poor Ruth is a classic:Does she just eat beans?