British food as seen from afar

^ Yorkshire pudding^ and what about toad in the hole?

Sago That’s the funniest post I’ve read in a long time. Sounds just like my mother who was a pretty awful cook. When my parents had friends round to play bridge, she would buy a ready made sponge flan base, fill it with tinned apricot pie filling and top the lot with tinned cream.

I was supposed to comment on how it was a family recipe but I used to hide in my room.?

When my sister in law invited me for my first Sunday Lunch, and told me it would be Roast Beef, vegetables, Yorkshire pudding, and gravy, I though yuk.....pudding and gravy ????

The very first pizza I had was at a ‘stall’ on the station in Milan in 1966. Never tasted one as good as that since.

sago “we ate a lot of pate”. ??????. Brilliant ???

In Nairobi in the late '60s, there was an Indian restaurant which, if I remember correctly, served curries in three strengths: hot, medium and British. My then fiancé (show-off), decided to try the 'hot'. I had to laugh. He went scarlet and almost choked, trying to swallow it. He got what he deserved and I enjoyed the medium curry which was quite hot enough. Neither of us would lower ourselves to indulge in the 'British' variety!

As a permanently broke student in the 60s, a Vesta Paella was a very occasional treat for myself.
I think I’d probably still enjoy one, same as I enjoy the very occasional Pot Noodle. Even though I cook virtually everything from scratch.
Must be all that lovely monsodium glutamate, or whatever it is that they put in these things.

As for ‘foreign’ attitudes, one occasion I particularly remember was a dinner out in London, after a conference, with 2 female friends and two non-Brit men I didn’t know, who’d been invited along. We were at a supposedly Lebanese restaurant, where I ordered tabbouleh - a favourite of mine.

It arrived with hardly any parsley, which should be a main ingredient, so I made a polite complaint that it wasn’t right.

One of the men instantly said, in a very sneery tone, ‘You’re British - what the hell do you know about food?’

I replied that having lived in the Middle East for 13 years I did actually know about that sort of food, and that was not anything like an authentic tabbouleh.

That shut him up!
So rude, though.

My mother was a dreadful cook and saw no pleasure in feeding us, she discovered those awful Colman’s mixes and used to make us Beef Bourguignon it tasted marginally better than most of her meals although a million miles from the real thing,when she served it she always lowered her voice a few octaves and announced the “Burf Berginon” Despite only being about 11 it made me want to kill her.

She had a box of congealed Lion curry powder in the pantry for about 10 years, it would be added to a tin of mixed veg and a pound of mince and boiled until grey.
I think rice was too exotic, we probably had it with chips.
It was a poor introduction to Indian cuisine.

In the late 70’s she got experimental with garlic salt, I think was a ploy to make sure my breath smelled so bad I would hang on to my virginity a bit longer.
It didn’t work.

She was a massive snob and had a long list of things that were common; Omo washing powder, C&A, over the knee socks, you get the drift, well there was a long list of common foods that we were not allowed!
They included ketchup,brown sauce, salad cream, baked beans,spaghetti in a tin and sausage in any form, really all the things that may have made her food taste better.

The permitted non common foods were, the awful medallion shaped tin of ham that was impossible to open with a silly key, M&S chunky chicken, M&S tinned mince beef and anything tha had an acute or grave accent, we ate a lot of pâté.

Elusivebutterfly that is so true. Why is it that the package holidays abroad always seem to serve up uninteresting British style dishes? When there is so much lovely local produce available.

We were brought up on lamb neck soup oxtail soup liver and onions roast heart yuk!! The weekly roast was good and a curry made with mince and fruit. We never got chips from the chippy my mums were cooked in lard and horrible. Scouse was nice with a pastry crust I still make that. Vesta meals Fray Bentos tinned pie and another tinned meal beef curry and rice were a treat to us.

I was very fond of Vesta chow mien when I was a teenager, and then started frequenting Chinese restaurants and found out was a travesty it was. However, on moving to the Far East to live in my twenties, I found out that “proper” Chinese food was entirely different to our anglicised experiences - some things delicious; some so strange I couldn’t bring myself to try them.

The first time I went abroad was to Spain in the early 70s and the hotel served crisps as part of the main course most days- I've always disliked crisps! The food was awful generally and I think they were serving what they imagined the British liked.
I have had three package tours to Spain since and the food was always bad. The last time was in the 90s and all the cafes only served burger and chips/sausage and chips type meals.

Packets of creme caramel are pretty horrible too.

Ohhh. I used to love Vesta paella. And their Chinese thing which had crispy noodles on the top. And Fray Bentos pies where you took the pastry off - and I think cooked it separately?? Curry with raisins though. Yuk.

Ah wonderful Vesta meals Lucca! In 1971 we went to Italy for our honeymoon and had never tasted the delights of delicious, genuine pasta. I tried to recreate them when we got home starting with Vesta spaghetti Bolognese.
To say it was a disappointment is putting it mildly! Maybe Vesta was some kind of response conspiracy for the awful teabag and lukewarm water scenario that passed for English Tea as Mother Makes abroad. Makes me feel 100 just writing this.

I think pancakes have successfully been adapted all round the world. Some like them thick, some like them fluffy, some like them crispy, sweet or savoury.

You made me laugh JackyB. When I first skimmed through your post I got mincemeat and minced meat mixed up in my head!

I believe custard originated in the UK but I've tasted far better versions on the continent.

Just googled Vesta Curry and Poundsellers sell it and Vesta Paella, might give it a try (or not).

Shades of “Vesta curry”......

Oh yes, and the curry was very sweet and sticky with raisins in it.

Having spent part of my childhood in the Far East, I can remember when we were back in England, going out to eat, a rare occasion, and seeing Beef curry on the menu. I odered it and was presented with a plate, containing a couple of tablespoons of beef curry with rice bedside it, like dumpling. The rest of the plate contained chips and peas.

I was totally discombobulated.