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an Xmas pudding. How festive have you been today?
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:39, 79 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:43, Reply)
which is odd because I'm not normally a fan of fruit cake type stuff.
my mum tends to make them a year in advance, and they end up really dark and rich and delicious (although occasionally mouldy)
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:46, Reply)
My department at work has our own little sideboard which we fill with Haribo and biscuits. Todays delights include Jaffa Cakes and Cadburys Crunchie biscuits which are da bomb diggity!
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:57, Reply)
One day I'm going to burst in mid-conversation... until that day I'm going to continue to consume sweets and crisps and chocolate... although I am going on holiday in June, so a few weeks before that I'll stop eating so much so I look better in a bikini... then I'll continue to binge when I get home! :)
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:02, Reply)
Your description is disturbing when given that tint.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:05, Reply)
I’m probably going to be enjoying a meal out and then all of a sudden my stomach will start moving and a giant Smartie monster will burst forth and devour the patrons of the restaurant.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:06, Reply)
When the abdomen pains start, move somewhere full of cretins. I suggest Primark in Kilburn ^_^
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:09, Reply)
I may decide on Oxford Circus though, I’m bound to only run into cretins there.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:10, Reply)
dictating that the faster you would walk normally, the slower the cretin you get stuck behind when trying to traverse Oxford Circus.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:14, Reply)
I believe it is Sods Law, I am usually stuck behind tourists taking pictures of drains, lampposts and Topshop.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:16, Reply)
I did have a strange moment where, in a moment of zen something-or-other, I managed to weave between all the cretins and was able to hoof it from Marble Arch to Tottenham Court Road in just over half an hour. I think it was possibly bought on by an excess of coffee that morning but I've never been able to repeat this feat.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:21, Reply)
But she has some gift. I have to go for the shoulders-back-evil-glare approach to get through there quickly.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:23, Reply)
Although if you had consumed a vast amount of coffee you may have been levitating above everyone… that could explain it!?
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:23, Reply)
And certainly something to consider for next time I'm forced to head up that way.
Or I could just refuse to return to Oxford Street until such time as I have mastered levitation.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:51, Reply)
Some ickle people eat tonnes, and still stay the same.
There are also house-people who could starve and stay as houses.
^_^
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:03, Reply)
I don't start making the stuff until July.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:52, Reply)
However, I am looking forward to the weekend where there will be a F1-party with some of my friends at my flat. Whee!
(F1 is festive, right?)
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:41, Reply)
We can either conclude that an earlier piece of food caused visions and I thought I could eat inside my fridge.
Or
I made an error in my phrasing.
I prefer the former.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:47, Reply)
Might I ask why?
I haven't been festive at all recently because it's NOT FUCKING CHRISTMAS.
Infact, I'm seriously trying to encourage summer to bring it on A.S.A.P.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:42, Reply)
I make them now, then put them away to mature, digging them out every 3 weeks or so to feed it some more brandy.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:43, Reply)
That is what you call being prepared. I'm just too much of a leave it til the last minute kinda guy for any of that.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:48, Reply)
I can't justify spending a small fucking fortune on a big double range cooker.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:01, Reply)
i prefer the method of waiting till the last minute then grabbing one that some industrious sous-chef in the marfks and spencers christmas pud department has been nurturing and feeding brandy and storing, and devote that pudding-making time to frenzied and barbaric onanism. which is kinda festive since my cock looks like rudolf's nose, and my bedroom wall looks like it's been fake snowed.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:48, Reply)
incidentally on page 36 midget should be capitalised, and there is too many 'l's in flagellation.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:55, Reply)
I was swigging Cola, snorted and it fizzed up and squirted out in a fine mist in all directions.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:53, Reply)
that shit'll rot your septum, just look at that loathsome westbrook creature.
although it did her a favour in that it finally gave her a hole i might consider fucking, albeit mainly for curio value... so good luck with it.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:57, Reply)
do you mean small ornaments and such that your gran probably kept on the mantlepiece?
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:58, Reply)
i put it to you that the hole where her septum was, is of a similar fiscal remunearation value to a small pottery owl with a missing eye.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:05, Reply)
I meant mince pies. I do love a tart. I think it's because I watched Alice in Wonderland at the weekend and have tart stuck in my brain.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:48, Reply)
If so, was it any good?
As to good sweet things, go to any coffe house in Vienna and they have the most amazing pastries. I woudl be the size of a large house if I lived there.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:16, Reply)
Plus I'd never been to a 3D film before.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:25, Reply)
Is this the soft southern version of the good old mince "Pie"?
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:48, Reply)
If it had a lid it was a pie, and if it didn't it was a tart.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:53, Reply)
of a cake that is supposed to get better the staler it gets.
Plus fruit cake is rubbish. Slightly better than madeira cake but nowhere near as good as victoria sponge.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:47, Reply)
and so remain moist. you also steam it for fucking ages to cook them.
if they are stale then they are done wrong.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:48, Reply)
Is possibly the most boring cake I could imagine. but I think I'm biased by the poorly-filled ones I've eaten in the past.
That and I'm a chocoholic.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:50, Reply)
I'm just a cheesecake fanatic.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:51, Reply)
Favourite variety?
I like blackcurrant.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:54, Reply)
the best one I ever had was made in the Amish village in Georgia. It was so nom. But failing that, Sainsbury's do a good version.
Although I can't say it without having to drag out the vowels like that sodding Alicia Keys song.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:01, Reply)
from Asda for a quid is good.
Or alternatively, make your own.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:57, Reply)
I'm of the chocolate mousse cake lot. Very rich, very eggy, very chocolately, no flour just ground almonds.
Although I'm a massive sucker for dairy products though, especially whipped cream in sponge cake...
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:56, Reply)
*dons sombrero*
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 14:48, Reply)
Albeit more along the lines of "If it wasn't meant to be eaten and you in fact wanted it back, why did you make it look and smell so much like it had been carved from some sort of vegetable?"
It's not every day I end up eating a lump of wax.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:08, Reply)
I accidentally ate a chunk of water snake thinking it was some kind of aubergine. It wasn't pleasant.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:11, Reply)
Or did you just mistake it for an aubergine lying in a pond, pick it up and take a bite out of it?
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:15, Reply)
I don't know what Christmas pudding tastes like.
It looks like it tastes of soil.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:39, Reply)
(I'm not being very helpful here, am I?)
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:50, Reply)
EDIT, you kow what soil tastes like too?
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:54, Reply)
It's usually accompanied with a pain in whichever knee or elbow I land on first. Christmas pudding also does not cause that pain.
Pudding is different to fruitcake...more like a big crumbly raisin soaked in alcohol. Good puddings shouldn't be cakey, but dense, dark, moist and yet still crumbly. And the taste is probably best described as dark and fruity with hints of brandy. Many people don't like it when they first try it. I'll have to see if I can bring one of my mother's efforts to one of these virtual cake exchange threads.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 15:59, Reply)
Oh well, all the more for me.
I wonder if I can crowbar christmas pudding into my daily routine alongside cups of tea and coffee?
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 16:05, Reply)
My family just don't do those things.
The extended family do.
(, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 16:07, Reply)
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