tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718195565973839216.post9009157753421598734..comments2023-08-28T20:55:37.738+08:00Comments on Satima's Blogspot: Where did the last week go?Satima Flavellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17427849961195148899noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718195565973839216.post-83803218792272892972006-12-26T06:26:00.000+09:002006-12-26T06:26:00.000+09:00That reminds me of a time my mother offered one of...That reminds me of a time my mother offered one of her amazing mince pies to a very Occer neighbour - this was in the days before mince pies became commercially available here in Oz - and he poured tomato sauce on it. You can imagine the expression on his face when he discovered that it did not contain meat, but fruit!Satima Flavellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17427849961195148899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718195565973839216.post-46206646281950352902006-12-25T20:38:00.000+09:002006-12-25T20:38:00.000+09:00I heard a piece on mince pies the other day on ABC...I heard a piece on mince pies the other day on ABC radio. Apparently the first ones had minced meat (not fruit mince) filling and were rectangular to represent the manger, with a tiny pastry baby Jesus on the top.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00857327259353036504noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718195565973839216.post-4213007536083737972006-12-24T09:18:00.000+09:002006-12-24T09:18:00.000+09:00Yep, my mum gives me her recipes. Yorkshire puddi...Yep, my mum gives me her recipes. Yorkshire pudding, dumplings, steak and kidney pie (except I leave the kidney out), shepherd's pie, christmas pudding, rhubarb and apple pie...<br /><br />Have a wonderful Christmas and New Year.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718195565973839216.post-90269951695699195502006-12-23T06:19:00.000+09:002006-12-23T06:19:00.000+09:00There was suet in the fruit as well as lard in the...There was suet in the fruit as well as lard in the pastry. I think my mum used to put a dash of brandy in, too. And we talk about junk food today!<br /><br />You are with mince pies as I am with chocolate, Helen. An excess gives me the worst migraines possible, yet confronted by a superfluity of the stuff I feel obliged to gobble the lot, with disastrous consequences. Somehow, I just forget in between!<br /><br />Carol, ask your mum for the recipe. Such treasures should not be allowed to die with their owners.Satima Flavellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17427849961195148899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718195565973839216.post-37295993950482713242006-12-22T12:18:00.000+09:002006-12-22T12:18:00.000+09:00My very British mum makes the best mince pies. Sh...My very British mum makes the best mince pies. She doesn't use lard any more, but does spike the fruit mince with lots of alcohol. Can't resist them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718195565973839216.post-17364966198476123212006-12-22T11:56:00.000+09:002006-12-22T11:56:00.000+09:00Mince pies. How could you resist them? Why should ...Mince pies. How could you resist them? Why should you? Although they're on my 'forbidden because they make me sick' list, I always manage a few and suffer the consequences much to my family's bemusement.Helen V.https://www.blogger.com/profile/07989670682260643429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718195565973839216.post-86361333385758265632006-12-22T08:12:00.000+09:002006-12-22T08:12:00.000+09:00Heh heh - as a product of WWII I well remember dri...Heh heh - as a product of WWII I well remember dripping. You know, the goey dark stuff with all the meat juices burnt in. When it was past being reused we'd have it spread on bread.<br /><br />And clogged arteries not withstanding, it was yummy.Satima Flavellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17427849961195148899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718195565973839216.post-16681147369071874212006-12-21T20:05:00.000+09:002006-12-21T20:05:00.000+09:00Lard, eh? Them wuz the days ... I can remember my ...Lard, eh? Them wuz the days ... I can remember my mother saving the dripping. I have a vivid picture of it sitting in the fridge waiting to be re-used for cooking other stuff. Nobody worried about the state of their arteries in the 1950s.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com