Showing posts with label marmite. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marmite. Show all posts

Wednesday, 23 July 2008

Carry On Capers

People, it seems, either love of hate them. I'm talking about capers, not Carry On films, although the marmite rule probably applies there too.

Charlotte loves them and there's always a jar in the fridge, but I'm more fussy. I personally dislike their flavour if it's not balanced out with strong meats or cheeses. It's too sharp, or 'tart', as my Nana used to say.

Charlotte once made me a toasted bagel with cream cheese, topped with gherkins and capers for breakfast. It was the only meal she's ever made that I can remember feeling disappointed by. It was a rather jarring sensation to wake up to such an acidic taste. But what do you do in that situation, when your loved one has gone to the trouble of preparing something for you and it's not quite hit the right spot?

Carry on Eating that's what, and since UKTV Gold are currently promoting their Carry On extravaganza this weekend, I've been inspired to make Carry on Eating the theme of my blog posts over the next few days, so brace yourself for the double entendres.

In the meantime, I'd love to hear about your own Carry On Eating experiences. Fly in your soup, hair in your salad or just something you've been served up that you simply can't stand - have you ever forced something down just to be polite?

Now, you can't say I didn't warn you about the double entendres.

Tuesday, 1 July 2008

Dolly Dinners: Touch Your Woman Tuna Sandwich

Touch Your Woman, Dolly Parton

We had a delicious lunch last Sunday after our Sainsbury's shopping spree, which involved making a very special tuna sandwich.

Take two slices of brown or granary bread. It must be brown or granary, white bread just doesn't cut it with a tuna sandwich, unless it's a toasted tuna melt. Actually, I'm a bit anal about which bread goes with what food, i.e. toast with marmite has to be on white bread, but toast with peanut butter has to be on brown. I'm the same with the container from which I drink my tea. It must be a bone china cup. Mugs are only good for soup and coffee.

Anyway....Take two slices of brown bread and do not butter the bread (another thing I am anal about, butter only suits toast). In a bowl mix one tin of tuna with a little mayo, chopped celery, chopped red pepper, gherkin and spring onion. Bind with a little Tabasco sauce and spread over the bread. Slice down the middle and consume.

It certainly has a little bit of bite and a definite kick, guaranteed to touch your woman's taste buds!