Ruski T

Well, Ive not posted for some time, and this very T of which i am about to mention is about 4 days previous to the Nandos feast from last evening. Any rate, it was Snake Kiev. Yes folks, Russian nosh. You're looking at few sides of really lazy microwave steam pots in a kinda sauce and another scalding steam bag of misc veg. It was just plain ok kids. So, until I blog again, guess i'll see you around...

Monday L

Hi there.
Regular readers will remember that Sunday's L was roasted porks.
Well, that leads me neatly onto today's L and probable-guff-fest, bagg de pork with apple and mayonnaise in it.



It really was terribly good.

Sun T

Hi. Jimmy here. Just a quick note to let the WORLD know what aah haad for T.
It was frieds and to continue on my world theme, lets take a trip around the world to see where a plate of frieds comes from.

Potato cakes, (from Ireland), bacon (from our Danish cousins in Danemark), fried egg (from,... errr... lets say Engerland), beans (from Blighty), fried toms (from Blighty as well) a leftover roll with marmite (from Tescos and surprisingly, America respectively) and lovely tea (from China).

Sun L

Hi gang
T on Sunday was a really smashing roast pork treat with roast potatoes and lovely roasted vegetables. Tres mediterranean.



Pudding was pancakes with blueberries and straws and also ice cream.

T-una Lump

Man. I love tuna in lump form.
This here lump came from the fish shop on the front. It was served with salad and beans (no, Gav, not baked beans with the little sausages in) and rice and that.

Bourne to be w!ld

3 of the founder members of the T-Report finally meet up for the first time ever (this month). Location: The EastBourne Identity. The full pictorial throw down can be viewed on your telly from inside here. The T's were epic...
L on Sat was homebrew pickernick crafted by Ms Angela (the crafty). Above is the view from the pickernick beach location.
Next was a pit stop for iced creams. I had The Polaris, but i think James won with his Malteser based meal.
OK, this is it... T=RUMBLEBELLYS (yeah, that's the spelling they used). As you can see, it featured a burger. My burger was shipped with egg, bacon, "american cheese"(kraft slice) pre-installed. The mutli bowl of relish/onion/stuff was extra plentyful. The garlic mushroom were there aslo. Chippeds, natch.
Sunday L featured meat lumps with bacos stew. It was extra plus mega, although they turned up cold and we had to punch the waitress to get them warmed up/spat in.
Sunday T = Thai, and kids, o boy was it a good one. The waiter spoke little to no english, and the menu was lite on adjectives, so ordering was a bit of a gamble. But, it sure paid off. We then parted company and headed back to civilization. What a magical T based weekend it was.

Happy Birthday Cakes

Well, I got a cry for help from a mate just now, wanting assistance in selecting a birthday day cake for her greedy self. As a gentlemen and scholar of such things, I offered my assitance at this, her most dire hour of need. We ended up with 5 cakes. Happy Birthday Krust, and sorry you made it to such a ripe old age. I'm sure i'm not alone in wishing you hadn't.

Good Pud

After a T of salad (wtf? - Baby Jesus), Ma rolled out a house special pud.

Custard+banna+nutmeg+spoon

Needless to say... so I won't say it.

burger, bbq, plus special guests

ok, so you're looking at really tall burger, including bbq sauce, i added cheese (no brainer). I tried to order fries but the man told me we'd already ordered enough and told me to order sauce instead. In a moment of rage i agreed with him and now i feel empty and used. The sauce was Satay but lasted like peanut butter, it was cold, like the man behind the counter's withered and loveless heart.

you may notice today's masked special guest, thats right, it's actually TV's Hollywood Hulk Hogan. He was a blast, he lifted me up and threw me threw a wall while shouting "get away from me you weird little man"... ho ho ho... what a guy! then the police arrived.

It was late, i was hungry..

so I fried some cheese. I'm going to hell right?

stop sharkin' for a minute to buy chips and drinks

From tha streets innit. Big shou'out to our BOYZ ON DA COAST ther. Must be pritti grim not bein in tha city. Keep it safe man. Turn left up the street. Nothing but grey concrete and dead beats. Grab something to eat. Maccy D's or KFC. Only one choice in the city. Pasta salad innit bruv. Massive man, WELL funny.

Beachwiches

Well hi there Blog Fanz
Jimmy here, with another Post From The Coast. (Credit to Lil' L for that natty slogan.(y)
It's about 60C on the beach today so my cheese, salad and RED RAW beachwiches almost melted.

Peace.

i am a fool

jet li: what a flammin drongo, will he never learn?

...and then there was LIGHT

woah, in less than an hour of my complaint i've just got a responce from the glorious Pret-a-Manger™. they are obviousley really cut about the whole disastor and are going to 'have a word withe the Manager down there' (he so getting the sack over this).



And then come the sweetener and reason for my complaint: GRATIS PRET VOUCHERS! i have sent my address, i shall now go and sit by our pigeon hole until they arrive. I might be out of contact for a while.

A DARK DAY

George, be strong, i have sad news:

I just sent a complaint to Prot o Monger via thier web site. This morning i bought a fruit salad and after consuming some of it i noticed the rest of it actually had proper bo mold growing on it. May this is a new pret special sauce? anyway, the automatic responce email assures me my problem will be printed out and ignored while the managment scoff GRATIS pastries and or muffins:

"Whatever you've said, it will be added to our weekly report which is
passed round the whole company. Clive, Julian, and the rest of the directors
pore over it every Monday."

Splattergun Catch-Up Report

Well hi gang. Jimmy here.
I have just returned from a busman's holiday (not being sexualist - I have seen a lady bus driver once) on England's Kent Coast.
I had several exciting adventures off-topic (a chocolate bar) but will stick to (mostly) T-related episodes for this catch-up blog.

So going way back in history, on Saturday I had a lovely pub L of brocolli and cheese bake (left) while the old ball&chain had scampi (right) both came with chipped potatoes, or 'chippeds' as the young folk call them.



While out shopping for BBQ gear in the Super Market, I happened across this obvious Slayer fanatic feeling the baked goods. Man, that could have been me. What have I done? (*sob*)




Whilst out and about on Sunday, I chanced to see this little beauty in a charity shop window. Imagine it. Any meat you want, in sausage form. That's what it said on the box. Amazing what they can do these days.



Saturday night in Whitstable and we had a cracking T in Zizzi, a chain owned by that pizza/pasta lot, ASK.
Aaah haad lasagne (complicated to explain, foreground) and Angelica had a four-sector pizza, each sector featuring a different meat and/or veg. Also pictured is salad.



This morning for our farewell-breakfast, we barbequed on the beach.
We had tomato and basil sausages, black pudding and beans (note the innovative, survival-style, beans-heated-direct-on-bbq-grill technique) plus rolls. It was neato.

Lots of Ts

We begin our story on friday eve. Here we can see the guys shopping in Budgens for essentials. I selected 2 boxes of Cock. G has already posted a pic of the entire spread, so I'll skip the rest of the evening... Saturday morning, sort of, see's me making some delicious snake fajitas. Note my use of FOUR cook's tool, the sign, of a pro. The contents of the pan has been devored.

a bit off topic, butt here's me sampling a novelty Frij milkshake. It's chocolate fudge brownie flavour and features the image of Chief Inspector Wighams from TV's The Bill. And people! i'm here to say it's good. It tastes a bit like dough, but in a good way.

OK, THE MAIN EVENT. Here's how i make burgers. Get meat, wine, RED onion, corriander, garlic, roquefort cheese. Smash everything together bar the cheese. Make meat nests and lay cheese eggs in the middle. Roast it (yes, ROAST) in the oven for about 30 mins on a medium heat. Meanwhile fry things. I added grilled halumi, but i'm a tart. Enjoy with lots of wine. Then watch shit DVDs until done.

the usual

yeah, today i went for the Plop a Monger, Wham and Legs BlandWitch. To jazz up this otherwize hum drum blogging i have unleashed my creative side on the photo.

Two Thousand and T, an Odyssey

ok kids, just bringing you upto speed here with what is in fact old (and therefore worthless) news of some of the T i have enjoyed (and sometimes not enjoyed) since my last blog-a-thon:


well lets kick off with this not so little number known simply as 'the full english'. Unfortunately i think i set the shutter speed for too long with this shot and the food had been eaten by the time the light hit the ccd chip.


just clear things up i had another full english the following day, shutter speed was set correctly this time.


i had some posh starter (GRATIS, paid for by 'the company') at some place in newquay. it was expensive, and was just some kind of peper and tomato sauce with bread to dunk. oh, and some token greenery.


so we're back home now with 'the lads' and we secured some sweet essential supplies for a really tuff and cool night.


this custard tart and cappuccino was consumed in Romford. it was filth. it tasted of the nothing from the Never Ending Story, but without all the cool creatures n stuff which made the film so AWESOME, this was just... nothing i guess. i can't complain about the cappuccino, except it wasn't very hot, or big, or strong... well whatdyaknow? it looks like i can complain about the cappuccino after all.

Friday's L is a bit like poo in appearance

Sausages. Look like turds. Made from snouts and piggy-poop-chutes.
What more could a guy ask for in a baguette?
You don't have to answer that.


Streuth, that looks fookin grim doesn't it? Again, no answer required.

Money for Nothink and Your Frieds 4 Free

Last night aaah haad free(dom) frieds, courtesy of the pub where I was being at the time.

They were awash with stinky grease and made me feel a bit queasy.
Free though. (y)

LRGIN IT XL REEL2REEL

YEAH BOOYEEE!! I iz droppin some WHACK beats right now ONE TIME, i'z feelin it, i'z feelin it, i'z feelin it! BO! I'z talkin QUATTRO formaggi, max'd out wid da PEPPERONI BOYEE, yooz nowz it! Bringin the flava back down to street PACE iz da Pollo ad Ford Astra, in-da-place-2-B. Can i get a REWIND!!

Barger plus breakfast on the go

Hi kids. T last night was an excellent burger in a frightfully trendy bar in Notting's Hill. As you can see, the beast was a bit of a beast, so i had to go in with the fork and also the knife. This sparked O'Brien to much painful complaining about the definition of a burger. He's got a point, a burger should be handheld (STRICTLY HAND HELD IS THE STYLE I GO. NEVER ROCK THE MIC WITH THE PANTY HOSE). And then OB's "burger" arrived, a veggie one of course, here all his definition rants crumbled like a veggie trying to lift a bag of sugar above his head. So i've giving the meal a new name, a "Barger". Pretty wild yeah? My Barger was snake with brie, cranberrys and RED onion.

This morn i scored a bacon+cheese croissant. The bag was rapidly turning clear due it's high diet content. Also pictured is me, myself and our lattes.

Beach-L

Hi gang.
You know - I miss London and its 'gourmet' sausage & mash, and bars full of media ponces. But on a day like today, it's really smashing to sit on the beach and eat one's L accompanied by the sound of the waves lapping the shore.
L was lovely tuna sandwiches with crisps and an apple drink.



"Eastbourne. Really fookin super."

better watch out, Beadles about!

L = Prat ham and gruyere bagettey, with cheese and RED onion fried crisps. Also, a lemon barley still juice. A tuff and butch lunch i'm sure you'll agree. In other news; i totally buzzed GC's place of employment, and more insulting to him, i dined in *his* Prat A Minger. They all said in there that i was much better looking and generally more fun than GC. The staff carried my around on their shoulders for a bit. It was quite a tear jerker to leave actually. I'll be back one day, i'll never forget you Pedro!

T-una

Hi there kids. Jimmy here. Aaah haad tuna today from the fish shop on the beach which is awesome. They've got lobsters that are totally alive and you can poke them and everything but they can't get you because their claws are rubberbanded shut.

Today is a 2-parter:
I done cooked the tuna with Focksy's Favourites, Sweet Chilli Sauce and The Raw.
Also parsley and corriander (similar to grass).



Then I added small cherry tomato bits and grilled them on top before plonking it all on a bed of lettuce, baby new potatoes, a hard boiled egg, bits of cheese and some cucumber and celery (for the ladies).



Smashing.

pappa's got a brand new bag, for a head

Lunch today is in the bag. It's pasta salad of sicilian snake and peppers and misc. I pimped it (as ever) with The Mushs. I'm attempting more creative photo's of my L to keep things fresh. Here's me with a brown bag INSTEAD of a head, not OVER my head, as some have suggested i do in the past.