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aye – and my office in London is right next to Brick Lane. I’m convinced that there could be great synergies for both neighbourhoods if they all agreed to centralise kitchens and pump the curry into each restaurant via pipes. Every place has a sign outside claiming “curry chef of the year 199X/200X” but they all taste the same!
oh exxxccuuuuse me! I was correct, you’re faulting me on a technicality!
chicken…my mother would never allow us to eat margarine because she remebered having to mix some yellow pigment in with it to make it look like butter during the War.
I will eat fake cheese Kraft singles on a grilled cheese sandwich though!!!!
hooray! I can’t take credit though – Wikipedia has taught me everything I know and most of what I have forgotten.
You must have been nice and close to Rusholme, then. I really miss good curries.
benson: now I’m curious, what perverted item did you have in mind as being a charlotte russe?
misterbubble is all bubble and no squeak.
“But to old-time Brooklynites, a charlotte russe was a round of sponge cake topped with sweetened whipped cream, chocolate sprinkles, and sometimes a marashcino cherry, surrounded by a frilled cardboard holder with a round of cardboard on the bottom. As the cream went down, you pushed the cardboard up from the bottom, so you could eat the cake…these were Brooklyn ambrosia.” —The Brooklyn Cookbook, Lyn Stallworth and Rod Kennedy, Jr”
Ding, ding, ding!!! Correct!
Cobblehiller,you said that it was a sponge cake with a filling. Nope. Note that the filling was on top of the sponge cake, per the definition above.
There is a famous scene in the movie “Once Upon a Time in America” where one of the boys on the Lower East Side climbs up the stairs of a tenement to bring a Charlotte Russe to a girl he fancies. After he knocks on her door and waits for her to come out, he proceeds to eat the Charlotte Russe.
neither – although I used to live round the corner from Maine Road (the City ground). On match days we had to move our cars so since then I have hated United slightly less!