You know the one I mean, it's a lovely buttery yellow, had miniscule orange bits of carrot floating in it but was otherwise smooth, was VERY salty, and always tasted of indeterminate but delicious vegetable-y-ness.
You'd get it in the kind of big traditional cafe where they served shepherds pie in big dishes behind glass, and tea in stainless steel teapots which leaked all over the flat brown tray as you went to find your table. Is best eaten with a fluffy white roll and gold foil wrapped butter.
Where has it all gone? Is it not a thing any more? How would I make it? Can you buy it in vats from catering places or something?
Send help - pregnant and fantasising about the smell of it.