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I was just wondering this....

Heavens! I've never heard of any of those.
Are they from abroad?

I always prefer British ingredients.

You can't go wrong with turnips. Try making these foreign recipes with turnips, carrots, Brussels sprouts - good recognisable British vegetables. And lard, obviously.

Indeed.
I actually just use dripping, to save money.

I wouldn't have these new-fangled vegetables in my kitchen. My husband likes good English cooking.

ISeriouslyDoubtIt · Yesterday 21:43

I was given an Elizabeth David cookbook as a present, does anyone know where you can buy aubergines, courgettes and peppers, I've never seen any of them in my local greengrocer( I'm not really sure what they look like)?

Ooh, you wouldn't like those, dear. They come from a very hot, far away place.

Yes, apparently they grow in the Mediterranean areas, I'm beginning to think you can only get these vegetables in specialist places in London if at all, and they must cost a fortune. Maybe I'll try the recipe for something called ratatouille but use turnips, carrots and leeks instead.

I remember when my Father first brought courgettes home from a shopping trip to Soho. We cut them in half lengthways, dunked them in egg and breadcrumbs and shallow fried them, then had them with mayonnaise as a course on their own because they were such a speciality. How times have changed!

Has any MNetter tried those new tea bags?

My neighbour has some but I think I prefer the usual method of putting loose tea in the pot, then straining it.

My mother says they can put dust and all sorts in tea bags, and you wouldn't know.

(My mother did actually say and think that, and resisted buying tea bags into the 1980s)

Maybe I'll try the recipe for something called ratatouille but use turnips, carrots and leeks instead

What could go wrong?

😂😂

When my mum was pregnant with my sister she had bad morning sickness. Dr was going to give her new wonder drug thalidomide but decided not to. Thank God

My mum too thank goodness

To be fair, I scream and cry when I have to go to Stevenage.

(I have family there)

I remember reading my Grandma’s copy of Woman’s Own in the 60s and the recurring theme was “ I want to work but my husband won’t let me, even though I’ve promised nothing will change at home and he won’t have to do any housework, but he still won’t agree. What shall I do?”

That really made me laugh!

Thank you for this thread it has brought a smile to a bad day for me.
I've also brought two of the books recommended, aibu to sit and read them with a nice pot of tea and some old fashioned cake? I will of course ensure tea is ready for the man of the house.

You can laugh dear - but I'm absolutely exhausted. Honestly, 2-3 times a week would be more than enough for me.

AdaColeman · Today 13:47

I remember when my Father first brought courgettes home from a shopping trip to Soho.

My dad grew all sorts on his allotment and had all manner of then exotic veg; he was in the business of crop breeding. I was 7 (1977) and my teacher told m
us to write down what we had for dinner the night before.

I wrote that we had a casserole with peppers and courgettes, grown in my dad's cold frame (which I was co-opted to build). She scratched through it and called me a wicked little liar, that they can't grow in this country!

Not a chance in my house.

I dust and polish every day, not 2 or 3 times a week!

Some women are just slatterns.

The woman next door never cleans her front steps. She's letting the tone of the street down AIBU?

YANBU.

Just imagine if you were selling your house and people came to view it, and noticed your neighbour's unclean step. How embarrassing.

Oh, yes.

If that's the state of the outside of her house, imagine what it must be like inside where there's nobody to judge.

I expect her husband judges though.

He must want to know what his wife spends her time doing while he's hard at work, earning money.

Not if you are standing up!
P.S. don't try this at home, readers

Yes she needs to get the donkey stone on it.

Feel very anxious about the bomb. Anyone else want to join me at Aldermarston?