I'm not one to bang on about food. I make efforts to eat what's put in front of me, if only because I was a hatefully picky child and still cringe at the memory, and I suspect that serious foodie malarkey would be something of a waste.
However, I am rather partial to a good fried breakfast. Plus tea and toast and why can't you get hash browns in this country?
Anyway. I was watching summat-or-other on one of the channels-that-taste-forgot in the netherworld beween BBC4 and British Eurosport and yet-a-bloody-gain there's a scene in some US alleged drama where someone's spent yea-long boshing out a sensible brekker for the rest of the people concerned, who all mumble something about work or school or not being hungry and then piss off out of it towards the next dramatic happening.
What a bunch of complete bastards.
I had a swift grovel (no, really. It only took a half-hour) on TVTropes, but it must be like wallpaper and they don't notice it's happening.
No wonder these people's lives are so rammed with drama they get followed around by film crews. If I were walking around and/or trying to do my job with that little blood-sugar, I'd be falling off things and/or making poorer life-choices than usual, too.
However, I am rather partial to a good fried breakfast. Plus tea and toast and why can't you get hash browns in this country?
Anyway. I was watching summat-or-other on one of the channels-that-taste-forgot in the netherworld beween BBC4 and British Eurosport and yet-a-bloody-gain there's a scene in some US alleged drama where someone's spent yea-long boshing out a sensible brekker for the rest of the people concerned, who all mumble something about work or school or not being hungry and then piss off out of it towards the next dramatic happening.
What a bunch of complete bastards.
I had a swift grovel (no, really. It only took a half-hour) on TVTropes, but it must be like wallpaper and they don't notice it's happening.
No wonder these people's lives are so rammed with drama they get followed around by film crews. If I were walking around and/or trying to do my job with that little blood-sugar, I'd be falling off things and/or making poorer life-choices than usual, too.
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Date: 2011-01-13 07:00 am (UTC)Mccains sell frozen hash browns...
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Date: 2011-01-13 08:29 am (UTC)This is what you get when ordering in US restaurants:
http://www.ehow.com/how_13821_make-hash-browns.html
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Date: 2011-01-13 12:33 pm (UTC)I like hash browns, but just about the only time I make them are when camping, and when I've remembered to bring the grater. It's one of the easiest ways to cook potatoes in a field, in under a day.
The tip about the salad spinner is a good one.
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Date: 2011-01-13 09:15 am (UTC)For the same reason, nobody on telly ever smokes a fag beyond the first 5mm.
In the 1920s A. A. Milne wrote a wonderful piece on the logistical dilemmas of the modern playwright which goes into all this stuff, and it's as true now as it was then.
Now that Google has assimilated every out-of-copyright book, you can read it on the web (http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=bzI7yrYi_OsC&pg=PA35&dq=a+a+milne+the+complete+dramatist&hl=en&ei=AL8uTYqjIMWXhQf71v3oCg&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=1&sqi=2&ved=0CCkQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false).
(I recommend all that book, by the way - the anti-war stuff shows a dark side to A. A. Milne's humour which you definitely don't get from Pooh...)
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