Toasted tiger bread with butter and jam...lighthearted.

[Flannelfeet]

As the title says. Toasted till dark but not burnt tiger bread with lashings of salted butter and a thick spread of extra special strawberry jam. Am I being an unreasonable weirdo with both butter and jam? Or am I a very reasonable buttery jam munching slavery carb muncher? How do you take yours? If you like toast/butter/jam? Or too scared and just toast/jam. 😃

Very occasionally I just have a loaf of shop white tiger bread, butter and strawberry jam for dinner.

Usually I make my own bread but nothing beats Tiger bread all fresh and delightful.

I have butter with peanut butter, and with chocolate spread. I'm not sorry.

I've just made some bloody gluten-free scones. If I were able to eat cream grrr I would definitely have butter, jam and cream. As it is, I'm having butter and jam. Black cherry, as it's all I have in the house. I'd prefer raspberry for scone purposes, or strawberry as second choice. My scones are ok, but they didn't rise much and they taste a bit of dust, like most gf things.

Ok you make a good argument I agree, but, there is no way I can get the amount of cream on the scone needed by blobbing it on the jam, hence why it must go on first. Theres just no way round this.

I could get on board with that. My mum likes left over Yorkshire pud with sugar and lemon juice - her reasoning is that it’s pancakes in another form.

What do they do to Tiger bread to get that crust?

I've been not too bad with a particular loaf, it's a seeded Warburton one, anything else especially a roll/bap swells my stomach dammit! 😂

Oooh lovely crusty bread, real butter and dip it in tomato soup! Slurp, that's super comforting yum xx

I like cheese on toast with tomato soup

Tonight its going to be a wee change to raspberry jam 😋 and loads of butter 😆 🤣

A few decades ago I was doing a walking holiday on the Cornish coastal path and staying alternate nights camping and B&Bs. Camping was a bit grim and was reaaaallly looking forward to clean dry B&B luxury- then at the first B&B my walking mate had an upset stomach which kind of killed the vibe 🤢. Then the final B&B in this lovely old dear’s house in mousehole. No other ‘normal’ guests- just her grandkids who were staying for the weekend. I had been hankering after a full cooked English breakfast but instead the offer was a vast round table of every jam and preserve and about a million pieces of toast in racks. Plus butter in - naturally- a nice big butter dish. I had so much hunger built up from all the walking and camping - that between us we probably nailed an entire loaf, and tried every single topping on offer. I still think that was the best goddam breakfast I ever had!

Ohhhh that sounds amazing 😋.