Words.
Fail.
Me.
From the BBC, for the LOVE OF THE SWEET BABY JESUS, via Reddit:
A West Midlands family is playing a central role in the quest to raise the profile of a forgotten British dish – faggots.
The Doody family from Wolverhampton has been crowned The Faggot Family in a national competition, and to kick off their reign they will launch National Faggot Week.
The family will be touring the country extolling the virtues of the dish, which is best-known for its links with the Black Country.
Oh, they just had to get racism in there too, didn’t they?
Also: bonus headline on that page:
Probably Jude Law’s DNA.
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raincoaster 
thankyou … you made me laugh ;)
You’re welcome. Now, can you translate? I thought I was doing well knowing it meant a bunch of sticks. Surely, though, people are not still that desperate: rationing ended in the Fifties!
It’s a sort of sausage, that’s all, really.
You used to see Heinz tins reading “Faggots in Meaty Gravy”, at least until American movies started getting popular.
Hey–speaking of food: Where’d yuh put that “stuffed giant taco that comes with its own handbag” video? Can’t find it.
You can see signs reading “Faggots in Meaty Gravy” any time down in the Castro district. (Bah-dun-dun!)
Holy John Hoyt! That comic book cover is teh funny!
Metro: well, you’d know all about faggoty sausages, wouldn’t you? As for the giant overweight taco slathered in hot sauce:
AS, you may put your faggots anywhere you like, but clean up your Doodys: did you SEE the picture on that article?
Her Grace the Marchioness of WitchHampton
Your Grace
With AerChie’s disappearance into the Bundu thou canst now represent an Incident from his Colorful & Ferocious Youth, before he became the mild-mannered & chivalrous Purveyor of Gems interessants & laughing-worthy
but
Isn’t there some inaccuracy here which should be Korrekted
The Tale featureth 3 dazed Youths who look like Monsieur Metro when he hath received his Income Tax Form or run 5 miles (err … 12 Kilometres) a le Gym
but
?? Be this a case where the Animals have been changed to protect an Innocent & Well-Disposed Species
?? Wasn’t it 3 Krokodiles (rather than Young Gentlemen) that should have been displayed in ye interests of historical accuracy
Your Grace’s obedient servant etc
G Eagle
You, my friend, haven’t met that many Americans. It is well-known that crocodiles eat only zookeepers, tourists, and the enemies of Idi Amin. They’re too smart to eat a fast-food taco!
Hiya, back from a caravan holiday in one piece, but the american is trailer? Only here a trailer is a box on wheels the car tows that does not have beds etc in it. It’s used for carrying rubbish to the tip or camping equipment or motorbikes/cars that have broken down or are fro racing. And that was holiday, not vacation. The Black country has nothing to do with racism but gained it’s name through manufacturing – the number of manufacturing businesses, mostly chain/boilers/heavy engineering, gave the area a dressing of smoke with the coal fired furnaces of old. A faggot is a meatball, not a sausage, and is encased in kell I think but we won’t go there as you don’t want to know which bit of the animal that is, well I’d rather not think about it. Suffice to say that faggots are meatballs and are, in fact, very tasty. As is Haggis – little creatures with two legs shorter than the other for running around scottish hillsides (makes them very quick and difficult to catch, such is evolution) However, in the North, faggots are indeed bundles of firewood and said meatball is known as a ‘savory duck’. Ah the rich variety of language – a meaty gravy.
By the way – we have cable and satellite and watching american cartoons telling someone they have ‘spunk’ is very odd – ‘spunk’ is what a man ejaculates upon orgasm. I think it’s called jism over there?
And in Australia; Durex is sticky tape, in the UK it’s a condom.
My, you certainly get around. Thank you for the information on Scottish livestock mutations: I shall take the rest of your comment in the same spirit!
Over here we call anything a car pulls a trailer except when it’s a dead cyclist. And I’ve read the racism over on those British sites: you can’t tell me people don’t think Leeds people are more melanotonistic than Henleyites.
Racism? Good heavens no – everyone knows we British used to rule the world and everyone else is a foreigner, we just had to educate them to our superior way of civilised living. Having learned the error of our ways we now leave all that nonsense to G.Dubya and the Yanks. We just laugh quietly when we visit; at the ‘ancient’ buildings as we expected some tribal structure and are met with a house that seems modern by our standard. As one friend put it – our house and all our furniture’s older than that.
We have dead cyclists too – in Coventry it’s a sport.
Right.
Now, while I’ve got your full attention, please explain to me the meaning of the title of The Book of Kells.
I think it’s like a prayer book but an illuminated one you used to make yourself or for someone special maybe? See here for amazon ref but I’ve seen them a lot in historical sites gift shops.
Oh beg yer puddin’….
“The Book of Kells : An illuminated or decorated manuscript of the four Gospels”
and is one of the oldest books in the world apparently.
Let’s meet in Dublin and have a look :-)
Yes, I know that, but how does that square with what you said about Kells above? Eh? I ask you that!?!?!?! Is it some kind of Gospel written on pig testicles or something?
Her Grace the Marchioness
Your Grace
Please forgive a certain Curiosity on the part of your obedient Servant, but how doth your Grace kNow that the Lady in the Picture is an American – isn’t she more likely to be an Australian, if she is associating with Monsieur AerChie, before he became a Bearded Writer
Your Grace’s obedient servant etc
G Eagle
PS Lady ApilihP is quite right about Haggises having differentially lengthed Legs as a special devolutionary adaptation, in order to swiftly run around Scottish Hills in order to evade pursuit by Gourmet-Predator wolves
Everyone knows Betty’s an American. She’s an icon: Archie, of course, spans the globe as we all know.
I thought Haggisi evolved the differentially lenthed legs to swiftly run around Scottish Hills in order to evade pursuit by Scotsmen?
“to evade pursuit by Scotsmen”? No honey, you’re mixing that up with welshmen and sheep. BTW: welshmen make the best lovers (they have so much practice) baaa
You can’t make it up and honestly I don’t know how this happens – I’ve been comforting my babe who suddenly had a tummy bug. This is getting spooky now. But I’ve been in touch with the folks who will report back. Interim report is that ‘quell’ is apparently the membrane (net-like) around a cows stomach and is used for keeping the meatball together. The recipe (we think) for black-country faggots is liver and lights with other stuff (breadcrumbs etc) but Mum will consult and report.
Watch this space….
I think I’d consider setting up a protection zone for Haggis, except for the weather. Perhaps there’s an option for an indoor facility … anyone know of a good un-disused distillery?
“Lights?” Dare I ask? Also, given what you’ve written about the Welsh, and certain Englishmen, I’d be more worried if your kiddie came down with symptoms of having been pursued around mountains or something.
The Marchioness
Your Grace
I support the incisive Metro’s Haggis protection park – entry fees would have to be charged to pay for all the Scottish Parliament’s Civil Servants who will be required to administer it from Holy Rood
But I do not think we should agree to each Haggis & Park Warden being allowed to carry 2 semi-automatic pistols, as a fail safe-measure in case one pistol fails or runs out of ammunition, just to make American Supporters of the 2nd amendment feel safe
Your ob servant etc
G E
I think we can all agree to combine this with Metro’s planned Tree Octopus Reserve, and each warden shall be armed with a large Cascadian Tree Octopus and accompanied by a Land Squid at all times.
I’m busy tonight, researching a history of campus hockey stick maulings across Canada…
Lights, so it says in my dictionary, are the lungs of sheep, pigs or bullocks and normally used as food for pets. Which of course is incorrect as people are only called ‘pet’ in the north of England, notably from Newcastle: ‘why-aye pet’
Tuh! what do people in Oxford know?!
..“combine this with Metro’s planned Tree Octopus Reserve, and each warden shall be armed with a large Cascadian Tree Octopus and accompanied by a Land Squid at all times”? An excellent idea, as long as the squid don’t eat the Haggi
Raincoaster – sadly my poppet seems to have food poisoning but is being checked by Doc for something more virulent – no solids for nearly a week now and liquids are hit and miss so forgive me if I disappear again but here’s a recipe:
(and it seems it was caul, not kel)
1lb Pigs fry (liver, heart and lights)
8oz Pork fat
1lb Onions
3oz Breadcrumbs
1/2oz sage,chopped
salt,pepper.
Cover the fry, pork belly and onions in water and simmer for 1 hour. Drain liquid reserve. Mince the fry, pork and onions then add the breadcrumbs. Add sage, salt and pepper, stir well add two tablespoons of liquid.
Shape the mixture into balls, place into a baking tin and cook at 200 C until brown. You are supposed to wrap the faggots in caul, if you cannot get caul a dab of beef fat or butter on each meat ball will do the job.
Serve with good thick gray made with reserved cooking liquid….Oh yeah and mushy peas.
The Cybergypsy is horrified, but I just may give it a go.
Best of luck with the little one. They don’t have enough fat to benefit from a good round of food poisoning. If s/he can keep it down, I suggest cocoa or hot milk with hazelnuts ground up in it. Protein, fat, vitamins, and chocolate all in one. I lived on that when I had cancer.