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May 31, 2004

Mr. Brain's Pork Faggots (in a rich West Country Sauce)

Right.

I buy my groceries online at Tesco.com. It's great - they're delivered right to my door for just £5, no tips allowed. The selection is as big as the biggest supermarket they've got and if you know exactly what you want then this is the best way to shop. A taxi back from a grocery store costs more than five quid anyway, so I save myself the time of shopping and the money of a cab.

Tesco.com has a nifty function where you can enter in a grocery list and it does it's best to choose what you mean. It's fairly bright and has done well for me each time I try it.

This time, I wanted some pork. I got a bit of a surprise.

Here's what Tesco.com suggested for the 'pork' entry on my grocery list.

Only in Britain.

Naturally, I had to order them. They just couldn't be real.

Well, they were. Here's a look at the ingredients.


But don't look too closely.

Wow! A whole 11% actual meat! And, ooh, the promise of scrumptiousness that comes from modified waxy maize starch! What the hell is 'rusk' anyway? I asked Bj this question. He thinks that a certain former Secretary of State's burial was faked. Ewww!

Anyway, I cooked these up, here are the final results!

Mmmm! Good enough to eat!

And I did eat them - and, for all the "rusk" and pork liver, they tasted almost as good as Scrapple. I think it's the rich West Country sauce that does it.

I had to wonder what pork faggots in a poor east country sauce would taste like. Beets? Vodka? I believe this is a less than subtle endorsement of the Franco-German opposition to Eastern European enlargement of the EU.

Gregg points out that anything made by Mr. Brain would be a perfect food for zombies.

For fall down laughing fun, check this out! Yes, Mr. Brain's Faggots have their very own website.


As Bj said, you can't make this stuff up, it just has to happen this way. Be sure to click on the description of the Faggot Family.

Bon Appetit!

May 28, 2004

GT Social Club Relaunch!

Hi, Folks!

Group Technology relaunched their social club with a big party at the Three Sisters; no party is complete without me, so I went along with my friend Helen.

I promise you a more complete accounting later, but for now, read a bit about my friend Scott Proudfoot, who was at the party in all of his resplendent glory!

Right. I also brought a camera with me. A critical part of any work night out, a camera records indelibly the delicious foolishness of the people involved.

Here's Scott just after he's arrived.

Scott Proudfoot

Okay, maybe not just after. More like only a few drinks after he arrived.

But here's a much better shot, from later in the evening. One that captures the full essence of Scott's interaction with this girl perfectly - and also accidentally. I'm a crap photographer, and when a shot is as utterly flawless as this one, it's an accident.

Her disgusted look, the direction of her eyes, the way she's delicately holding the straw, all of her body language screams "How do I get away from this guy?"

By the same token, Scott's "Action Man" body language, the pointing finger, the exuberance, the "Action Man" stance, all screams "Ima get laid tonight!"

Picture removed due to a request from Scott Proudfoot!!

Oddly, Scott did not take this girl home.

To be fair, he was doing quite well up earlier. The dancing, the chat, the occasional touch - and it all fell to pieces. When I emailed this photo out to the team, my caption was "Why did Scott go home alone?" and the nearly unanimous answer was "Because he started acting like that."

Cheers!

- Nathan

May 14, 2004

Carol's gone.

She's in Australia.

This isn't news, it's just what's taking up my every spare cycle at the moment. I'm having a hard time thinking about other things, even Abu Ghraib prison photos or Nicholas Bergf.

May 2, 2004

Mara & Mark

Mara and Mark came to visit me this on Thursday! And here's a picture of them I took while we were walking around the Botanical Gardens.

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