Proud to be British

[Keith at Tregenna]

Haven't heard of rum baba for ages.
Wish I could remember how to make them. It is quiet the process.
The ships crews used to love them. They liked the rum extract.
Nothing to do with sheep john.

Posting at about the same time, LOL. Thoughts on the same lines
at near the same time.

Baba au rhum (also known as rum baba) Once the darling of French cuisine.

K.

[Dennis McGuckin]

Keith, thanks [not] for reminding me that it is French.
I have tried to keep that from my memories.

[Keith at Tregenna]

Its origins lie in Eastern Europe but it was the French who put their stamp on it, the base of a rum baba is eastern European – from a babka cake. A popular sweet treat, it made an appearance in France when King Stanislaus I of Poland and his family were exiled to northeast France in 1719 and took their pastry chefs with them. The origins of Baba au Rhum come from the babka - a yeast cake that can still be found in Poland and Ukraine. In fact, Baba means "grandmother"

Could always go for apple strudel instead?

Though dated now Black Forest Gateau was to die for.

Keith.

[John F Collier]

Love it, thats us, and to think when i was young, a 3d bag of chips, swimming in vinegar was the only luxury, kt

I often thought a bag of chips was preferable to the school dinners Keith, liquorice allsorts and aniseed balls were a luxury when I could get them

[Keith at Tregenna]

3d bag of chips?

We got scrumps free.

Last year, reported was that people were accusing M&S of ‘gentrifying scraps’ by selling chip shop batter bits for £1.05 a pot.

1.Scraps
2. Scrumps
3. Scribbles/Gribbles
4. Scratchings
5. Bits
6. Other

What did you ask for at the chippy and was free ?

We did get free fish heads from the fish man, meant to be for the cats but, made lovely soup.

k.

[Tony Taylor]

i often thought a bag of chips was preferable to the school dinners keith, liquorice allsorts and aniseed balls were a luxury when i could get them

or had the money to buy em

[John F Collier]

or had the money to buy em

That is what I meant Tony, I was 10 when sweet rationing ended in 1949, my pocket money was thrupence a week, at that time many sweets were sold
loosely by the ounce, shelves full of big jars of sweets was an Aladdin's cave for us kids, I used to bump up my pocket money by running errands, cheers

[Keith Adams]

I used to sell my ration … didn’t miss them at the time as never tasted sweets before, so it wasn’t hard to go without. Before sweets arrived we used to go to the Chemist and buy a stick of cinnamon they kept in a big glass jar on a shelf. My treat was a farthing bun twist from the Baker, eat the inside dough and stuff the void with a shared 3d bag of chips. Another substitute was a sticky Hovis bread type eaten as is. I used to get heck when on way home with a rationed “tin” loaf would pick at the corners and edges, hoping my Mum wouldn’t notice — irresistible ! Keith Adams

[j.sabourn]

#99 when I worked in a butchers after school we used to make the dripping in a big vat by boiling all the fat off
cuts off the meat. Those same buns used to dip in the vat and used to eat with the grease running down your chin.
Funny never heard of any complaints from customers of finding bread crumbs in their dripping .JS

[Keith Adams]

from time to time during the war i lived at my Grand Mother’s in Wallasey, very close to the River Mersey. Learned how to drain all the drippings from all kinds of cheap meat cuts into big Chip Pan in which she cooked fish and chips. That dripping also was used for the frying pan and spread onto Dripping Butties — sprinkled with salt they became the best grub ever! Breakfast was either one of those or a bowl of porridge, again with salt only.
Another great meal i still prepare for myself is cut up tomato’s fried in dripping, but now i can afford and procure bacon to add to it. Gran sent me to the Green Grocers’ to buy “Seconds” ( damaged or spoilt tomatoes’) to be fried for breakfast. That with a slice of Margarine spread on bread, was and is great ! I still have it but with buttered bread. Oh lardy dar, listen to the queer fella going all posh ! Note;- Queer meant Different in so many ways. Just like Gay described Happy. Cheers to one and all. Keith Adams. R 570384