Worst food: probably my dear old mum's mince and tatties.
How the fuck she could make such a mess of it I do not understand. Sorry mum.

Best food: I had a steak a few weeks ago at a restaurant in Edinburgh that was superb. I also recall a rack of lamb at a country pub in Yorkshire many years ago that still brings a croissant-eating grin to my face.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Wed 14 Dec 2011, 13:39, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

Oh man
I love mince and dumplings. Loads of boiled potato and brown sauce. Fucking excellent grub
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Wed 14 Dec 2011, 13:42, Reply)

I have had some truly excellent steaks
even made a few.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Wed 14 Dec 2011, 13:45, Reply)

The smoked salt rubbed one with veal jus I had on Monday was absolutely amazing

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Wed 14 Dec 2011, 13:47, Reply)

I have noticed a difference using sea salt in my salt grinder
rather than generic table salt. Oh God I've become my dad.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Wed 14 Dec 2011, 13:54, Reply)

I do this
Just been looking online how to make smoked salt
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Wed 14 Dec 2011, 13:54, Reply)