I'm not fussy when it comes to food. I'll eat anything. Well, almost anything.
And being a proud North Staffordshire type, I love nothing more than a freshly-made oatcake from the shop round the corner on a Sunday morning - complete with crispy bacon, sausage, egg and tomatoes.
So imagine my horror when I discover that a lot of poncey foodies at the Stone Food and Drink Festival have named vanilla custard and jam as the number filling for the humble North Staffs Oatcake.
I am shocked, nay, stunned. And I'm almost ashamed to say that I come from Stone. The people concerned have obviously had too many aduki beans, have spent too much time sipping cappucinos and reading the Telegraaaff, or have simply taken leave of their senses.
I want never to read of sweet fillings like these being lauded as perfect bedfellows for the lovely, savoury oatcake. So there.
1 comment:
Loved the blog. Just thought that I should point out the literal. Yes, the one in the f'cking headline! Kind regards, The Editor
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