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Just sixteen and never seen a parsnip
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Originally posted by Biffo View PostIt must depend on the part of the country you come from. In my part of the West Riding, turnips were the large things that seem to be called swedes elsewhere. We grew naddies (turnips) but never bought them in a shop. We knew about parsnips but never ate them. Because of unfortunate wartime experiences we never had green (aka. French) beans either.
I recall a letter in The Guardian from a lady who went to a specialist sewing shop to buy a thimble. The youthful assistant had no idea what one was. When the lady explained the youth replied 'That's a good idea!'
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Originally posted by amateur51 View PostUnusual to find such unreconstructed sexist garbage these days, even in Mr Pee's posts
Now, on the other hand, were one to picture immediaely adjacent to , that might possibly conjure up this particular kind of garbage in the minds of certain more suggestible people, I suppose...
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Originally posted by Mr Pee View Post
What's 'innocent' about comparing a woman and a nation to a root vegetable that a lot of people loathe, Mr Pee?
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Anna
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A non-veg story, almost as old as the book trade itself, but amusingly ascribed to Blackwell's of Oxford the first time I heard it.
A customer enters the Religious Affairs Department of Blackwell's and when an eager young assistant asks him - as once they used to - 'Can I help you, Sir?', the customer says 'I'd like a copy of the New Testament in Greek, please'.
The assistant is gone for what seems to the customer a very long time, eventually returning with a worried look on his face.
'I'm very sorry Sir, we have it in many languages but that seems to be the only one into which it hasn't been translated.'
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a similar non-food story is that of a 19th Century court case in Douglas - a Jew had to be sworn which required a copy of the Old Testament - the duty policeman was sent to get a copy (Jews being thin on ground in Douglas thus no prior provision) - after a long wait he returns with a very dilapidated copy of the Bible, stating he had to search the whole nearby Methodist chapel before he found an old copy. Uproar in court!
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Originally posted by Anna View PostI think it's the strong taste of swede (probably in a watery mash) that puts people off it for life. Try roasting it which transforms it. Swede (Rutabaga), of course, is a main ingredient in Branston Pickle. My local primary and junior schools both have vegetable plots. There was a Jamie Oliver programme where he took a box of veg into a junior school and so many children just couldn't identify basic vegetables because what they consumed at home was pre-prepared (as ShB) has pointed out above. One thing that baffles me with supermarket fish is Cod Loins. Do fish have loins?
Cod loins? It must be advertisers trying to sex-up fillets. I suppose they do not call them cod breasts as there are no nipples, but they would have done if they could.
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Originally posted by Chris Newman View PostA Norwegian friend (this is not a joke) converted me to Swede by roasting it in a smidgeon of olive oil and sprinkling it with smoked paprika. This was in 1970 before Britain had ever heard of olive oil and smoked paprika. It was scrumptious.
Cod loins? It must be advertisers trying to sex-up fillets. I suppose they do not call them cod breasts as there are no nipples, but they would have done if they could.
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