Hmm. Not sure the proper stuff does. There might be some hellish burger joint version that does.
Had to look up Kamado Joe to see what the hell it was. The price of those, fucking hell. It can't be that much better than a regular barbecue from B&Q, can it?
Not really. I won mine. There's better out there for similar money or less.
£900?!?!
Fucking hell.
You can smoke on a kamado joe for like 16-20 hours on a small load of charcoal, they're ceramic so hold the heat really well and use less fuel. There are a lot of benefits to getting one if you're into outdoor cooking.
Like anything it's more about the skills of the person using it than the actual bbq, you can get just as good results with a £150 smoker but the Kamado comes with a life time guarantee and plenty of accessories and attachments so draws people in.
BBQ a bit like cycling is aimed at middle aged men who love pissing money away on gadgets so they'll always sell well.
Costco do a replica kamado for half the price which other than the colour looks identical.
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It took me 28 years on this planet to realise that I do like mayo, just not the crap you get in a bottle. Homemade mayo is absolutely glorious stuff.
That being said, Italian aioli usually has an egg yolk.
I ate a petrol station hot sausage roll today and I think my body is punishing me for it.
It was the only one in the hot counter. Might have been there for a week for all I know.
3rd shit of the day.
Shall keep you posted.
We've got Fajitas tonight so we can facetime from the bog later if you want?
Primary school favourite, cornflake cake being made tonight
We used to get something called 'Swiss toffee apple' which was cornflakes above a layer of whipped cream and a layer of stewed apples. Couldn't pay me to eat it now but to nine year old me it was nectar from the heavens.
I don't know what happens with the drop off between primary school and high school but primary school had some eclectic mixes of proper food and dessert handed over to you while high school consisted of 5 years of burgers and chips combos. I never ate, or saw a vegetable in high school.
Yeah, it was all burgers and coke. These are the school dinners Rashford fights for. I'm guessing, with more students to cater for, it leans much more on processed mush.
My secondary school wasn't too bad with dinners. There was your usual shit (a breaded turkey burger with salad cream was a lovely breaktime snack tbh) but they also had a normal meal with dessert option.
I always loved school dinners as other than a roast and shepherds pie I wouldn't have English food at home.
I think (I say this cautiously as I went to an independent school at secondary, but I'm pretty sure we got the same dinners as the plebs) secondary school food is basically like prison food where they stuff you full of chips or whatever to shut you up. Primary school kids presumably hardly eat anything so must be done on a weird and probably very cynical calorie calculation with whatever the cheap supply is.
Turkey twizzlers being banned was a dark day for us at age 14/15.
I lived right behind my primary school, and my mother worked part-time, so I either came home for dinner or got a packed one. I never once had a primary school dinner. Secondary school we've covered before how fortunate we were to ride that window where the quality had improved by order of Tony Blair but Jamie Oliver and the healthy eating nonces hadn't ruined it, so it was stodge and chips every day.
My school had you on rotation between the proper dining hall, that the entire school used, and which had a better selection of stodge and even some non-chip options (rice, annihilated vegetables, etc.), and smaller areas exclusive to each year that literally just had pizzas and burgers, but by virtue of not doing chips or hot puddings were considered the healthier alternative. The dining hall was expanded in I think 2003 to have an actual fast food lane doling out sweaty burgers/hotdogs and chips (sweaty because they were wrapped up like real fast food so you could help yourself), and it was absolutely amazing, but they had bricked it up and shot everyone responsible by the time I had left the sixth form.
Did those of you in more vibrant areas get a suitable choice of foreign muck? My school was 99.9% white, which probably explained our options, but there was normally something claiming to be chicken curry on the go. I bet they have them on all sorts of diverse filth now.
We had a lot of Asians (20%, maybe) and I don't remember curry being a thing. If it was, only the odd time, not as a permanent fixture.
The thing I remember was all the crisps and chocolate being turned out of the vending machines in sixth form, and replaced by things like parsnip crisps and rice crackers. From that moment it was pretty much a ten year express train to Brexit.
Outside of 'tea' after sports I don't think I ever had food cooked at school, packed lunch all the way through.
Yeah, our academy had a little tuc shop run by a lady from a local newsagents that used to sell your usual crisps and chocolate selections. By my final year that had been BANNED and only healthier snacks were allowed which created an underground snacks trade.
They also tried to stop all the fatties buying pies and cakes form the local bakery that sent a van up by keeping the gates closed. So the van just parked on the other side of gate and continued.
The first time I ever had curry was in year three when we were learning about India and they got the half-Indian lad's mum in to make one in front of us like some Great Exhibition freakshow. The morning task building up to it was to craft a spoon for ourselves out of a piece of paper to understand what it was like for Indians not having proper cutlery (but obviously lots of quality writing paper since everyone needed several attempts). She must have thought the school was mental.
I remember our school introducing us to religion. Starting with, for some reason, Hinduism. Complete with stickers on our foreheads and tea-towel turbans. Good Times.
We used a have a tuck shop thing called the 'Snack Shack' which was out by the playground. They used to sell these massive hunks of cheesy bread (probably about half the size of a house brick) and little pizzas made on pitta breads at break time. They cost pittance and they were amazing.
They also had a competiton to rename the canteen after I left. The winning name was "House of Munch" but they vetoed it and went with the second place, which was something wank like Nutrition.
Mapo tofu and rice.
There's so much empty space on that plate.
It's a pasta bowl, the shitty phone camera makes it look really odd.
Ordered from my local Japanese tonight and whilst pricey it was glorious.
Ribeye teriyaki
Also them putting Gherkins in the special fried rice is a winner.
I can’t find the drinking thread, but I’ve just had a delicious Verdejo pet-nat from Spain. It’s all green apple, grapefruit, and funk.
Made myself a smoothie this morning. It had:
Broccoli
Spinach
Porridge oats
Banana
Cow milk
Hazelnut milk
Frozen strawberries
Frozen blueberries
I like being able to put in healthy things such as broccoli which would otherwise taste grim on their own. I'm an innovator.
Broccoli :-/
Avocado is a good savoury option.
This discussion should not be in the food thread.
Smoothies are fine. Shredded chicken in one is arrestable.
Some oddball whose name I forget was on Off Menu recently and took the Molton diet to the next level and just sometimes blends up a couple of chicken breasts for a meal.
What a miserable time.
*quinceOn* my friend says if I blend raw egg and vitamin D tablets into a vegetable blend smoothie it will cure cancer but I'm not sure it will. Any one got an article saying it isn't true? *quinceOff*
Blended chicken sounds like something you'd keep canned in a bomb shelter.
I'm still not sure it's worse than Molton's chicken on pasta. At least drinking chicken slurry would get it over with sooner.
Are the pictures of that lost to us now?
Along with the story of how he made himself a prisoner in his own home, yes.
And the story of him sending his lass on the side away on a moped that crashed.