Crepes, Galettes, Pancakes and Brian the Bucket!

[MrsSchadenfreude]

Here you go...

indeed hatty. Take heart...I dropped a bottle of ketchup at the checkout in Asda once...couldn't slink away....

Rose, when I was a child I was an enthusiastic shaker of the ketchup bottle, which was fine until we were in a fish and chips cafe and the lid wasn't on properly. Dear readers, the ketchup hit the ceiling. We slunk out quietly.

I remember the grapefruit with demerara sugar, but have never tried it with ginger.

Fingers crossed - off to the gym.

Hatty. Reminds me of when a somewhat younger ds was running wild and free in Weymouth Lidl and managed to find and drop a pot of Nutella about as big as his head. Or the time in the same shop when dh took a bottle of real ale off the top of a pile, thus somehow unbalancing the other 10 bottles in the same carton. I don't go in that shop any more.
(thankfully we now have a down-market discounter we can go to in our town anyway :) )

Yes, NU, I too remember the grapefruit with the dem sugar. I think it was part of my dm's stock dinner party repertoire back in the day and only got dropped because she got a gc with a grapefruit allergy (dd).

I recall watching as a child, another child shake a large (glass) bottle of cola....... Luckily no one was hurt.....

My brother did the ketchup trick at boarding school - people had ketchup in their cornflakes.

We had a grapefruit knife when I was young But we had it for breakfast!

We had grapefruit dishes. And avocado dishes (which doubled up as dishes for nuts for parties). We used granulated and stuck half a glace cherry on top of the grapefruit. Avocados came with some prawns in the hole left by the stone, stirred into Marie Rose sauce, made with ketchup and salad cream.

The 70s was the decade of grow your own veg, make your own wine, kefir and bean sprouts, wasn't it? And brushed denim jeans and cheesecloth shirts.

I am wfh today and thanks to MI, I am flavour of the month and the dog's cojones at work. Hoorah for the crepey network!

Can anyone explain why a large pile of Christmas tree needles have suddenly appeared on the carpet? I think I will blame the cats...

Oh, we had grapefruit dishes too! But not avocado dishes - I don't think I ever tasted avocado till I was a student, or even moved to London! Loved prawns in Marie Rose sauce though!

What did MI do? And can she do it for me too! I'd like to be flavour of the month.....

Here the latest dumb question relates to an audit where we have invited someone to meet the auditors 'Did he have a good experience with us and will he say nice things?' err 'No, we chose someone who was deeply pissed off with us and will spend the entire evening badmouthing us'..... sheesh

I still have a grapefruit knife ...

Back from the gym where the personal trainer thought I was fitter than he had been led to believe (of course he might just have been being nice).

What bozos, BD, err, yes, of course I would ask someone like that.

I still have a couple of grapefruit spoons…they're like large teaspoons a bit pointed with a slightly serrated edge on one side…fancy that….

also at Crepey embarrassing ketchup and other foodstuffs spills….

I put MrsS in contact with someone who, in fact, originally contacted me through MN!

The 1970s were also the decade of Vesta meals, Rise'n'Shine orange juice and no green coriander or mangoes as far as the eye could see, if your eye happened to be in Norwich. The years before hummus and pesto made it into every middle-class fridge.

I otoh am flavour of the month with DD2 as her sister is going out and we have (Rosebag look away now) bacon in the fridge which can form part of a pasta sauce later.

MI…bacon's the one thing (well, no….prawns too) that I don't hanker after…but the smell of those pork sausages….wistful sigh…

1970's….my teen years. Cod in Butter Sauce, Thousand Island on everything and Golden Wonder crisps, "Tropical Drinks", as canned fizz was known in our house…allowed on Friday nights only… and the avocado ruled the world, including on every bathroom suite...

I had my first taste of pesto in Nice in 1984. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. It was proper, home made pesto.

Rise n shine was a powder, no?

We used to have orange juice at Christmas and it either came in a glass bottle or little cans. And tasted funny.

The house we usually stay in, in Normandy, is costing £4200 for two weeks in August this year. AIBU to think we can go somewhere a bit more exotic for that sort of money?

And curry only came with the word 'vesta' in front

Mrs S - you can get further south with a pool and surer weather for that sort of money or alternatively a different country altogether.

DD1 is moaning about the quality of Sainsbury mince. She said it's not even Basics brand.

Meanwhile, I have bought a baggy jumper in the sales which is actually too baggy but I can't be bothered to slog back in with it maybe I'll try to shrink it a bit.

Thank you all for consoling me with your supermarket mishaps .

It's a lovely house, and has a great pool, Hatty. It just seems hugely expensive all of a sudden. But interestingly, it's nowhere near fully booked yet...

£4200 for two weeks? Ouch. Must be a very nice house.

I now recall that we also had a grapefruit knife and ridiculous grapefruit bowls. I also now recall that dm didn't approve of sugar on grapefruit and the dem sugar was only for guests. There were also maraschino cherries involved because df didn't approve of glace cherries. I hope I'm not quite as anal as they were. One thing I do know is that I blardy hate grapefruit. Dm's stock breakfast was half a grapefruit, some Special K or Allbran and a milky Nescafe. Bleargh. Makes me feel a bit poorly even thinking about it. But then I don't like breakfast cereal either. Or Nescafe. Actually, I am clearly as fussy and anal as my parents were...

I remember Rise n Shine. It was disgusting!
Cod in Butter sauce

Hatty, tell her to go to the butchers!

MrsS, that is very expensive for Normandy, even if it is a lovely house! Why Normandy - would you consider another area/different house? Is the pool all important?

I love grapefruit. The DC (home and work) are horrified when they see me peeling them and eating them like an orange

I just had a look at what we paid two years ago - £2,600. So that is a huge price hike. We like the house and area and have been there twice. I don't think the pool is that important, if we are within walking distance of the sea, that would be just as good.

MrsS, Normandy is lovely, but I love the Southern Finistere area. Are you after quiet and unspoilt?

MrsS that's a huge hike.....