Comments on: Britannia rules the waves http://manolofood.com/britannia-rules-the-waves/ Manolo Loves the Food! Fri, 05 Dec 2008 07:16:32 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.3.1 By: La BellaDonna http://manolofood.com/britannia-rules-the-waves/#comment-55676 La BellaDonna Thu, 10 Jul 2008 17:08:37 +0000 http://manolofood.com/britannia-rules-the-waves/#comment-55676 "... how can he be expected to absorb the subtleties of English Gothic architecture?" Indeed, how can you NOT? There are flying buttresses, and Gothic arches, all around you! “… how can he be expected to absorb the subtleties of English Gothic architecture?”

Indeed, how can you NOT? There are flying buttresses, and Gothic arches, all around you!

]]> By: Leanne http://manolofood.com/britannia-rules-the-waves/#comment-55635 Leanne Fri, 04 Jul 2008 10:24:42 +0000 http://manolofood.com/britannia-rules-the-waves/#comment-55635 Hmmm.... Mr Henry, my experiences of UK are that the English are far from prudish - the home of the Page 3 girl! Hmmm…. Mr Henry, my experiences of UK are that the English are far from prudish - the home of the Page 3 girl!

]]> By: ChaChaHeels http://manolofood.com/britannia-rules-the-waves/#comment-55629 ChaChaHeels Thu, 03 Jul 2008 11:46:42 +0000 http://manolofood.com/britannia-rules-the-waves/#comment-55629 Oh, Mr. Henry, food is supposed to make you feel sexy. Sweets not on the menu and fanciful dairy maids...what's wrong with that, if it's not a flat-out, lingering, life threatening obsession, or the means by which you'd transform this blog into yet another sex blog? That being said, I've heard from someone in the know that the bared breast is more and more visible in the UK, even in non-food contexts. Events such as technology trade shows, for example. Just look at her eyes, just look at her eyes, just look at her eyes. Oh, Mr. Henry, food is supposed to make you feel sexy. Sweets not on the menu and fanciful dairy maids…what’s wrong with that, if it’s not a flat-out, lingering, life threatening obsession, or the means by which you’d transform this blog into yet another sex blog?

That being said, I’ve heard from someone in the know that the bared breast is more and more visible in the UK, even in non-food contexts. Events such as technology trade shows, for example.

Just look at her eyes, just look at her eyes, just look at her eyes.

]]> By: Casey http://manolofood.com/britannia-rules-the-waves/#comment-55620 Casey Tue, 01 Jul 2008 15:54:45 +0000 http://manolofood.com/britannia-rules-the-waves/#comment-55620 My first lunch on a London visit is a white cheddar and Branston pickle sandwich on whole grain bread. Duck breast will NOT do the job. My first lunch on a London visit is a white cheddar and Branston pickle sandwich on whole grain bread. Duck breast will NOT do the job.

]]> By: Twistie http://manolofood.com/britannia-rules-the-waves/#comment-55618 Twistie Tue, 01 Jul 2008 14:24:37 +0000 http://manolofood.com/britannia-rules-the-waves/#comment-55618 Mr. Henry, your description of those mangoes nearly caused me to short out my keyboard with unsuperfantastic drool. I decry the move to gastropubs giving the nudge to traditional pub grub. While I adore a good duck breast salad or felafel as much as the next girl, and certainly appreciate the efforts to feed vegetarians as well as carnivores, I think it would be a shame beyond expression to lose such taste treats as the Ploughman's Lunch, Steak and Ale Pie, or a proper Cornish Pasty. And suddenly all I want to do is steam a proper suet pudding. Perhaps a Spotted Dick or a Drowned Baby. I just wish I wasn't absolute rubbish at making custard sauce. Mr. Henry, your description of those mangoes nearly caused me to short out my keyboard with unsuperfantastic drool.

I decry the move to gastropubs giving the nudge to traditional pub grub. While I adore a good duck breast salad or felafel as much as the next girl, and certainly appreciate the efforts to feed vegetarians as well as carnivores, I think it would be a shame beyond expression to lose such taste treats as the Ploughman’s Lunch, Steak and Ale Pie, or a proper Cornish Pasty.

And suddenly all I want to do is steam a proper suet pudding. Perhaps a Spotted Dick or a Drowned Baby. I just wish I wasn’t absolute rubbish at making custard sauce.

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