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And she says ‘yeah what kind? brown or red ketchup?’
in order to punish you for getting ketchup on a bacon butty.
the answer is of course red
brown if it were sausage sandwich
You're totally wrong, it's brown for both.
and if so that's pretty impressive.
just to piss her off
Ketchup did used to be a generic word for sauce,
The correct choice is reggae reggae
Brown sauce or red sauce I've got no beef with but nobody has ever uttered the words "brown" and "ketchup" next to each other.
and the woman asked the guy in front if he wanted normal or spicy cheese
he said cheese please
always feel like i'm about to do that at places like that cause i can never hear exactly what's been asked
(they have processed cheese in there dont they? ..its a bit of a fucking joke, that they have two types of cheese.....normal (processed?) and spicey (processed with chilli) when they have fucking hot stuff they can add anyway.....why make the fucking effort to get in spicy cheese?
Surely they could instead have offered 'real cheese'
and I have to try to sever my consumption of stuff that keeps the milk industry going as it is......I know I have to look further than roquefort to find a more ethical cheese (theinherent problem being that non dairy cheese is horrid....Its a shame, because we have managed to give up milk decades ago, soya milk is great after you have switched .....if I get given cow milk by others (very rarely) then it tastes off.....sour........of course this sourness is something that is to be desired in some cheese.
how does that make you feel?
when I mentioned this in the office they looked at me like I'd admitted to eating cum on toast. I feel vindicated.
It just... works. It really does.
or even vegan.
Lasted about 6 weeks
Then I gave in and ate 3 lambs
My mate's wife said it at my gaff recently when I cooked her a fried egg sandwich. Can't imagine how someone can get to wife-ing age/status and still be saying it.
EXPAND YOUR HORIZONS, SOUTHERN SOFTIES
from a working clash, welsh background. he told me his dad called Brown sauce "posh sauce" and he wouldn't allow it in the house
paraphrasing various people here, but failure to see inequality and relate all aspects of life back to it is an indicator of privilege, and, coming from a position of privilege, you shouldn't tell those less fortunate how to feel or what they experience.
The person cited in my example upthread is upper middle class (i.e. from better stock than I am).
nah, you'd get ripped to shit where i'm from for being posh/trying to show off if you said ketchup
seen it happen on countless occasions
Well there isn't that class distinction where I'm from.
failure to see inequality and relate all aspects of life back to it is an indicator of privilege, and, coming from a position of privilege, you shouldn't tell those less fortunate how to feel or what they experience.
Your new law isn't retrospective, is it?
did you not know whether you wanted brown ketchup or red ketchup? did you expect her to know (if you are a regular and this is your usual)?
have you been to denmark?
not worth my time
Presuming this was an artisan bacon boutique
Ketchup is great, but why on earth would you choose it when brown is right there and ready to put itself in your fucking face
just with lots of butter is perfect
for maximum buttery goodness, then apply a thin - THIN amount of butter to the actual bread, which should either be thick or if you can't get thick bread then toast them lightly for a firm support.
Fry bacon to crispy but not so much that's it's crumpled so you don't get empty patches of no bacon.
Brown sauce *on top*. Not loads. Just enough, you'll know.
And then push that motherfucking supersandwich into your face until it is done.
two bacon sandwiches: one brown sauce, one tomato sauce
brown sauce is a luxury and not as versatile as tomato sauce
but it's worth repeating.
The 'Condiments' aisle in Asda is called 'Ketchup'
wish I didn't live in London so I could go and buy a bacon sarnie from a cafe instead of fucking falafel wrap or a fucking burrito
Everything is an italian deli or only does 'a panini'.
Fucking infuriating. There are no normal cafes any more. Fuck everything.
Even when I was in Clerkenwell I could find a bacon sandwich piece of piss amongst the bevvy of overpriced luncheons.
Holborn area. Stat.
At least there used to be.
All of a sudden I am very hungry
in a caucasian teacake, small amount of butter
I CHOSE RED
and making ABSOLUTELY sure you gave the customer what they want because you understood that variant terms for things in English are everywhere and better take a couple of seconds extra and fuck up their order. Imagine being that fucking good at your job.
Shits the lot of you. Event georgiabeth couldn't give a shit about the poor working class woman serving ungrateful oik inside-outside.
How do you know I wasn't on my way to work as a dinner lady in a dogs home?
Mrs Knees is a dinner lady.....what are you saying?
Actually that would probably be quite a pleasant job
there was no brown sauce on our table so we asked the waitress for some. she had literally no idea what it was and had to go ask her boss.
she was french tho
Well done everyone
I only just arrived.
when i say home i mean my folks who live close to one of the depts.
morning roll, buttered, smoked bacon - fucking amazing.
I totally get the sweeter sauces' appeal, but this is what I go for more often than not.
And while I'm doing the bacon, I'll grill or fry some onions and throw that in there. There are always too many onions in the kitchen, any attempt at population control is welcome.
unwanted moisture to an already dangerously moist sandwich
all fried in rended bacon fat and with salted bread thats been dipped in the excess fat in the pan
red sauce - bacon butties
brown sauce - sausage butties
mayo - tuna butties
salad cream - fish finger butties