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Feb 8, 2020 - 6:49 AM
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Jim Phelps
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Is blood pudding ever eaten by itself?
Answer.....
Blood pudding is not called blood pudding, it is now called Black Pudding. It is mostly eaten, fried, as part of a breakfast, but does appear as a starter (black pudding and scallops is 'classic' starter) and sometimes as part of a main course. However, I am a Southern softie, living in Kent, and oop North they probably eat it on toast with dripping
Nb. There is also white pudding which is very similar, but without the blood.
The film is set in 1928, which is why it was called blood pudding. Thanks for your reply (and shame on the other Brit regulars for not replying).
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I was away for the weekend (Manchester!) and didn't see the post. Of course I'm a self confessed black pudding (and offal) avoid-er too so that would help.
Anyway here's a 'goody' for all you black pudding fans: the Queen of Northern Soul herself! Remember as a kid when this was in the charts, lol. Mini classic. Nearly as good as Kung Fu (love it too. Got the LP soundtrack when I was only 12 years old).
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ko0U7UjP_6g
Ee by gum!
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I was away for the weekend (Manchester!)
I’m so sorry!
Actually I had a great time. The kids' (28 year old!) Christmas prezzie to me and her mum. Evening meal, hotel for the night (Corn Exchange), brunch the next day (where I had the Shipyards - see the Cheers thread), and my first VR experience. Lot of fun - I couldn't jump off the plank!!
And back to the village for my usual Sunday afternoon constitutional.
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Cottonopolis. Don't get out as much these days and I notice the restaurants are all trying to be trendy. A lot of them take a warehouse and doll it up a bit, not worrying about cables hanging around etc., as long as the bar looks 'cool' and the tables look like they belong. This was one of those. The duck croquette and poached duck egg on a waffle was nice, but like I said the Shipyards American Pale Ale did nowt for me. Only had a half as it was lunch time and we still had that VR thing to go to.
Tell you what though, as the Brits here will know we're getting a bit of hurricane Ciara at the moment, and on Sunday it made Manchester look it's part in the old "grim up north" stakes. It was howling summat rotten.
Otherwise I like Manchester. I do feel like I'm in a genuine city, just like wandering around London, you know if you're in the mood for that, and I can enjoy it. Leeds has a bit of that, but Sheffield's my closest and really it ain't the same.
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Feb 12, 2020 - 4:50 AM
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Tall Guy
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Otherwise I like Manchester. I do feel like I'm in a genuine city, just like wandering around London, you know if you're in the mood for that, and I can enjoy it. Leeds has a bit of that, but Sheffield's my closest and really it ain't the same.
Otherwise I like Manchester. I do feel like I'm in a genuine city, just like wandering around London, you know if you're in the mood for that, and I can enjoy it. Leeds has a bit of that, but Sheffield's my closest and really it ain't the same.
I have some good memories of Manchester, and quite like some bits of it, but my reservations about it stem from its similarities to London. it sprawls. There's no obvious centre to it - is it the Arndale Centre? Market Street? Deansgate? The town hall? Piccadilly?
This probably stems from it growing not incrementally from a long-established township over centuries (like, say, Newcastle or Leeds - I don't know about Sheffield or Birmingham) but from being a suburb of Salford that found sudden wealth in the textile industry and expanded in a big explosion of mills and Boddingtons. I think that probably meant there was little in the way of planning.
All major towns and cities grow and envelop surrounding villages over time, and I remember reading in a Daphne Du Maurier novel that you had to travel cross-country from London to Barnet (I think it was), whereas now it's all built up. However, most of my favourite cities are concentrated within a definite area. Newcastle, for instance, has the Tyne to the south, the old Wallsend shipyards to the east, the industrial Tyne Valley to the west and the Town Moor to the north. Amsterdam is defined by its canals. Florence has the Arno to crouch around with hills in all directions. Leeds has a compact town centre that takes 15 minutes to walk across in any direction.
I just prefer that kind of place.
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I did consider Birmingham when praising Manchester, but I haven't been there in a long time and definitely not been as often as Manchester. Usually my experience of Manchester is passing through so it was nice to stop for a while. Leeds is ok, and still has that London-ish feel. Sheffield I like and am used to being on the doorstep, but it feels small to me compared to others. And where others have big shopping centres IN them, Sheffield has been deserted in many ways by the outer edge Meadowhall Shopping Mall.
Though compared to Rotherham as a town centre it still thrives I'd say. The latter really has been devastated by Meadowhall. Practically a ghost town, where it once thrived with all the big shops. Like many it has just filled up with charity shops and discount stores.
My actual home town of Barnsley hangs on a little better than Rotherham, and is being redeveloped. Sometimes it's nicer to go there rather than Meadowhall. There's a lot to be said for feeling real fresh air between shops, pubs and restaurants.
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Yes, they are old fashioned recipe but having a bit of a revival. If made right, and not too hard, they can be great with butter n dollop of strawberry jam.
In Dads army it was always Godfrey saying "Would you like one of my sister Dolly's rock cakes?" 
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I ate rock cakes when I was a little kid, pre-teen is the last time I remember. Grandma used to get them. I actually seem to remember getting fed up with them after having them a little too often. Always liked scones too, but a firm favourite when I was kid was malt loaf. Smothered in butter. Very yummy. My mother used to buy Soreen occasionally, but when I was young we had one called Harvo. Tried searching for it once on the web, and never found a logo or the wrapper.
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