Oh. Sounds shite.
They way the coating melts in your mouth.
Can't go wrong with lime flavored anything.
This is mega, lads.
Marnalade.
MarMalade is quality you fucking pleb.
I must admit, Pepe's nuts look good.
Had half a massive Asda deli counter pizza for lunch today. I don't think we talk about pizza enough on here.
Bought a bag of Red Pan Masala today without realising what it was. I thought by the look of it that it would be a sort of different flavoured Panch Phooran mix, but it's an after dinner mint
Got a young lady coming round so I'm making her my classic mediocre vegetable pasta sauce.
I bought a baguette and filled it with steak, halloumi, mushrooms & caramelised onions today. It was good.
I've just boiled 10 chicken fillets.
The not so foody version of 'poached'.
Molton thought Giggles was some plain pasta away from a feast fit for a king until he lost the plot and said it was for curries and stuff.
I'm sold, I've ruined too many eggs and pans in my life.
They'd be horrible to eat.
Kitchen gadgets review: the Egg Master – a horrifying, unholy affair
http://www.theguardian.com/lifeandst...y_to_clipboard
Jesus, what the fuck is that monstrosity. Why would you think that was a good idea?
The ads are brilliant. Some the random flailing about and throwing the egg at the pan while they sweat like a rapist.
How do you even stick an egg to a frying pan? You'd need to be using loctite instead of oil.
That's the point. His column is funny.
In my defence it is in the Gaurdian, he could easily just have been a wanker.
I knew I'd seen this somewhere before, it's been on Ashens' sofa.
They look like what a kid would get as a treat if they were being raised gender-neutral.
Just had a plate of 12 oysters and a pint of stout handed to me. After 8, I think I like.
Just had my vegetable pasta sauce for dinner for the 5th night out of 7. The special ingredients are chilli powder and laziness.
I want one of these.
EDIT: Fucking picture won't work. Just click the link.A doorstep sandwich layered with pork, then smoked sausage, then bacon, and topped off with a medium-rare beefsteak, it is finished with a fried egg and covered in a thick coat of cheesy sauce. It is heated through and then drenched in a murky dark sauce. A mountain of french fries is served on the side. Health food it’s not.
Lose the egg and sorted.
Indeed, I'm not sold on eggs.
You can just imagine a disgusting, fat Portugeuse fisherman version of Giggles chewing on that with his obese mouth wide open, spraying every cunt with spit residue and chip fat.
Better than spraying people in a kebab shop with bits of teeth and blood.
Better than travelling to an active warzone because some camwhore talked back to you online thus cementing the scenario in your head that a reasonably attractive slut who rents herself out to fat disgusting perverts on the internet would choose to fall in love with one that looks like a Mammoth's hairball with an underactive thyroid.
The Portuguese love an egg. I was in two different restaurants there where you had to specifically ask for it if you didn't want an egg on your pizza. It was as much a part of the standard recipe as the cheese.
Could Kiko's mum look any more awkward in that photo?
Plus, cheese on the outside? Get a grip.
I think you've got Kikos family relations a bit wrong.
Also, tinypic rotates photos for some unknown reason.
Are they chicken dippers?
Oh dear.