Showing posts with label vegetarian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vegetarian. Show all posts

Monday, 18 January 2016

THE GOLDEN AGE OF GREASE GRISTLE N FAT WHEN CHOLESTEROL WAS AT IT'S HEIGHTS!

    In the beginning when God gave Adam and part of his walking, talking ribcage, Eve a rent free patch of grass under a tree in the 'Garden of Eden' it must've been a very odd situation. They wouldn't have had a lot to talk about. Think about it , most couples today live in a high speed crowded whizz-bang exciting maelstrom of a world of which they steadfastly ignore, but prefer to watch the world around them on telly and goggling on computers and text everyone all around the country ,if not the world on various (un)social networks ignoring the people in the same house.
    Adam and Eve living in quiet idylic peaceful paradise wouldn't've had a sniff of anything anything like the 'paradise' we take for granted now. Conversation would be about 'the weather ', which was wonderful in paradise and where the best fig leaves could be found....Then turn in for an early night!
      One thing that Adam and Eve did an awful lot of was 'filling their boots' ,but as they hadn't invented boots it was called Begatting!.....They must've enjoyed a good begat as the first few chapters in the bible are full of their begattee's or offspring who took after mummy n' daddy and got into the rampant begatting . So enthusiastic were they that their begatting peopled the planet.
         There is a culinary point to this rambling through the 'good book'. Adam and Eve must've used up enough energy to power a nuclear fusion reactor. They must've eaten something and a lot of that something. God gave them all the fruit in the trees to stuff their faces with, except for one tree he said to keep away from ,but Eve ...Typical woman....Gets enticed by the devil disguised as a serpent who convinces her to take a chunk out of an apple ,which she does and sure enough the shit hits the fan and man is booted out of paradise into the real world where he has to grow there own food. Mind you paradise must 've started to honk a bit if they were eating nothing but fruit.
          Cooking is basically the preparation of food by heating it up and us dead clever humans are the only ones to do it. It's argued wether the first cooking fires were 250,000- 3,000,000 years ago, or were the early fires just accidents or for warmth, the later ones showed cooking utensils , egg wisks , stake knives ,frying pans, etc.
             They say that by heating up ,or cooking their scoff it made it a lot easier to eat meats ,veg and nuts ,etc and brain development started with a good cooked rare steak in stead of mangling our Homo-Erectusian gums on raw nuts.
              I assume with the development of cooking meat s and veg as one side product is juices that lead to primitive juices and gravy ancestors and the mixing up of various 'stuffs' which would one day be christened 'ingrediants' which, in turn would one day lead to 'mum's home cooking' and telly chefs by way of 'fast food!'
                When i were 'nobbut a lad' the chip shops were ...Just that!....Chip shops were you went for your "Fish chips n' mushy peas with lashings of salt n' vinegar!"...I'm drooling over the keyboard now....Lots of grease ,gristle ,fat n' batter and it was the same at home as everything was fried using ,lard or various oils for your nightly half a hundred weight of chips, fried meat ,fried eggs ,etc.....Doctors and every daytime telly show cookery presenters would choke with horror at the prospect of a full congealed chip pan being used for weeks on end. As we all know we should all be eating our 'green' and eating fruit. Fat ,oil, sugar ,salt all shockingly bad for you and appealing to the goverment to enforce bans on levels of all the stuff that gives food it's taste.
               In 'them days' 'fast food' wasn't really a big thing in the U.K. We had the great old 'GREASY SPOON CAFFS!' and i deny anybody to say the didn't love a bacon butty and a sugary cuppa from a cracked mug in one of those august venues on city streets and dock roads everywhere . All kinds of places that , shall we say those fine heroes at the Health and Safety might frown dubiously upon fed the working man, but they produced their own food which made some places better than others and some , shall we say not so better than others. This was the golden age of grease ,gristle and fat when cholesterol reached it's heights.....Greasy spoons, ciggies and the boozers ....Happy days.
                 Then the arrival of McDonalds and there rivals at the time ,although it seems to have been a Big Mac T.K.O....Wimpeys. They would always be opposite each other ,even side by side. The 'Fast Food chain' had hit our golden battered shores.
                    The chip shops became fast food ;Chinese/Indian, etc take aways and the flood gates opened and we all live on take aways. I for one when i bought my house in the 90's used to eat a chinese every single night of the week and grew heartily sick of them....One evening going home i bought a chicken and had a go at cooking that. I always ,and still do love a roast chicken, but this spurred me on to be a little more adventurous. Home cooking is still best ....Even mine!
                  The chains have jumped onto the love of home cooking and theres chains and chains of fast home cooked take away food jut like mom used to make!!?!
                       The Greasy Spoons are extinct as cafe chains are everywhere. In the old 'Spoons' they'd pour you a tea or coffee when you asked, in thes StarBucks , Costa's etc ,to get a drink theres pipes ,tubes ,valves i'm not sure they're making me a coffee or torpedoing a British convoy in the 'Battle of theAtlantic' the staff look like the crew of a German U-Boat. All to get a black coffee.
                         Nowadays people are getting driven nuts to be more health conscious So less fry-ups and more radiation!!? The good old micro-wave oven is geared to cook most of the packaged stuff in the shops ,all the ingrediants are there a skilled chef like yourself has to perforate the plastic cover and irradiate it for a few minutes and you have a bubbling mush!......Golly isn't technology gorgeous?
                         Up until recently we had a nifty little get-up called a Halogen Oven which consisted of a glass bowl with a heater that fitted over the top ,a cross between an oven and a grill which 'The Lovely Lynne' encouraged me to use as she doesn't like a dirty oven. One little thing you should watch out for is that you shouldnt put it on a surface in contact with a spin dryer as a very strange thing tends to happen.....The vibrations hurl it off the surface and causes it to be smashed to smithereens....Bloody Jamie Oliver and them never mentioned that ,the Bastards!
                        I do like my food and on the whole i'm an out n' out carnivore, but i do like veg, in fact i'm proud to say "I LOVE SPROUTS!" On occasions i'v had vegetarian dishes and much to my pleasant suprise i enjoyed them......For a while until 'THE DIVINE WIND' hit.....After a veggie dinner i tend to get absolutly shocking wind.
                        Years ago i stated with me ol' mate ,the great HUNT EMERSON as i was working at the N.E.C. in Birmingham. Hunt is a veggie and we had a couple of meals together which was very pleasant, but i kept under control in Emerson towers, restraining my self until the N.E.C.
                    When i had a bad accident in India and was laid up in bed with my legs in stirrups like a pregnant woman they fed me the hospital fare rice and veg, The guts gurgled and exploded shall we say quite regulary which was made worse by the fact the door was at the bottom of the bed and nurses etc had to walk through the blast zone.
                    Now we've gone from grease, gristle n' fat and touched on gas n' wind within which i'll include the telly chef. Every channel and time of the day or night is crammed full of chefs all now lovey dovey telly celebrities who we all apparently love as they'll end up on 'I'm a Celebrity get me outta here!'. But i bet they're all absolute bastards in the kitchen. The best was always Fanny Craddock and monocled Johnny, but even better was Benny Hill and Bob Todd as 'Fanny n' Johnny!'

Thursday, 27 June 2013

HUNT EMERSON ; VEGETABLES, EXPLOSIVE INTERNAL COMBUSTION AND THE ROUGHEST, TOUGHEST KARATE CLUB IN THE WORLD !!!1!1

BACON BEAUTY

My old mate HUNT EMERSON....A fairly decent cartoonist in his own right and an okay comic strip artist of world renown recently commented on the above cartoon ..."GROTESQUE, DEAR BOY!"...which coming from the sick twisted mind of mr HUNT EMERSON can be looked on  as the ultimate accolade..... One of the many weird and odd facets of the EMERSON character ,of which there are more than a  lot, let me tell you!!!.....One off the oddest to me being an out n' out carnivor, is that HUNT EMERSON is a  VEGETARIAN.....yes!...A VEGGIE!

A number of years ago i stayed with HUNT  as i was working at the N.E.C. complex in Birmingham. I hadn't seen the old fellah for a wee while and we talked and gulped a fair bit of drink far into the couple of nights i intruded upon his very kind hospitality. He cooked me a couple of very ,suprisingly for me ,tasty vegetarian dishes. Which i thouroughly enjoyed....Until the next day!

The next day as was working surrounded by hundreds of people as i was doing caricatures at some trade fair , i made a shocking personal discovery. Vegetables give me wind!!!....Not just wind ,but shocking wind ,basically i was farting my bloody brains out.

A few years later when we were living in India , i had  a bad accident with a plate glass window whilst warming up a Karate class, to this day i dont know what happened . Did i hyperventilate ,or have a fit???..But a heap of severed tendons and sliced arteries later the students and sensei carried the mess that was me to a local hospital,spurting blood all over everybody within 20 yards basically saving my life. I awoke surrounded by people absolutly plastered in blood. Some in Karate gi's ;track suits ,tee shirts and some in shirts and trousers ,all plastered in my life giving blood. I was rushed in to emergency surgery . While i was getting resusitated three times, apparently ,they all went to a chinese retaurant nearby. I was told much to my morphine boosted amusement the following day that they got some weird looks from the staff and customers. I told SENSEI SUBRAMANYAN that they probably wont get many new students as everybody seeing them all plastered in blood must've said .."...GEEZ!...THAT IS ONE TOUGH KARATE CLASS!"...
















The hospital was run by a religious group who were strict vegetarian and the food was strictly basic veggie fare. I ate and lay there with both legs in plaster and in stirrups pointing at 10 to 2...A lot like a pregnant women......
Illiciting more than a few cracks about my contractions and had my waters burst yet ? and when was 'it' due? etc,etc....Aside from the legs my right arm was in plaster held up by a sling ,my left arm although thouroughly bandaged was let hang loose, but it was enough for me to be hand fed for a few days. Then ,it started!!!! The gurgling and the build up of pressure in my stomach as it actually distended before my eyes, as the internal pressure dials rotated'into the red'!

The room was empty so i thought i'd just sneak a little'PARP!' out,to ease the pressure off slightly, c'mon you all do it! But that was not to be ,my insides exploded like a deflating ZEPPELLIN with a sound like the fog horn of THE QUEEN MARY....Just as the ward sister came in through the door and faced me through my  spread legs, which was the sight that greeted everyone who entered. She was pinned  by a mighty horrendous blast of  gaseous pressure to the wall until she dropped to the floor as the pressure dropped and the pressure gauges dropped out 'of the red'. She looked at me absolutly stunned and shocked.....She was attractive in a stern way, but she suddenly burst into laughter and the two of us couldnt stop for ages, every time she came in after she'd duck or skip past my exposed danger area, but it wasn't a one off, even THE LOVELY LYNNEwho originally was going to stay in my room took to  going home and taking the visiting option. When they finally let me out all i wanted was to go for a meal and eat a steak ,a bloody big one!