Overheard at the Guardian reading, Tofu eating, Yoghurt weaving, Vegan Deli Counter

I had to beg my parents for findus crispy pancakes

Don’t know where I sit in all this. I’d never had pasta until I went to uni, and I can’t be sure on olives amongst other things either. I also thought everyone shopped at Asda. But equally we wouldn’t have had shit like this in the house.

Peas had to be birdseye petit pois and supermarket own brand baked beans would have been a total no-no.

Try hair conditioner for a smooth shave that smells neutral-ish and hydrates your skin instead of drying it out.

sugar? we had hundreds and thousands.
That wasn’t posh as I grew up on a council estate and had free school meals.
we did have pheasant egg sandwiches and venison for sunday lunch but that’s because my dad did some work on the side for a gamekeeper so they were not paid for and we certainly couldn’t afford beef.

My parents weren’t rich, but my mum was quite posh. But they were hippies.
I never had a pair of “cool” trainers, we only had Tescos own brand stuff, but we’d have globe artichokes for dinner or sweetbreads or whatever

I remember going to other people’s houses and the Dad would talk about “too much garlic in that foreign muck”
I’d get the piss taken out of me because I’d never opened a can of pop.

I forget how far society changed

Isn't that what the Aussies call pixie bread?

I remember going to other people’s houses and the Dad would talk about “too much garlic in that foreign muck”

I'm sorry my dad made you uncomfortable, I also remember the battle to get him to consider eating rice or pasta

I'm sorry my dad made you uncomfortable, I also remember the battle to get him to consider eating rice or pasta

Was the Peter Kaye “garlic bread” sketch an actual documentary?

I remember my grandad having an existential crisis when he was served new potatoes “someone’s forgotten to peel these”

Haha we were talking today at work to the disbelief of my colleagues that my dad still indulges in tinned potato's from time to time, the younger or more affluent born colleagues didn't even know you could get potatoes in a tin, he grew up a product of rationing so I let him off

Ask @hippy

tinned potato's (sic)

Food banks still have/deliver these, they're just about acceptable in a curry.

Eh, tinned chopped tomatoes are essential for many pasta sauces. My Italian ex used them, as did her nonna,who was an amazing cook.

Or fairy bread?

Tinned pots are really good in slow cooker curries.

Classic wokerati, jump straight to putting tinned pots in some Meera Sodha recipe when everyone knows they go with a Fray Bentos pie

That is it. Never heard of putting 100 and fasands on white bread till recently. It is an antipodean thing. Thing is the English put icing sugar on a bread roll and call it an iced finger.

Do you remove from the tin?

Tinned pots and tinned peas..marrowfat ones..what ever a marrowfat pea is.

Big fat fucking pea.

Are you size shaming a pea ;)

Or age shaming a pea :)

Believe that the peas are left longer in the field and allowed to dry out. Searched just now as I never cared that much.

Ask Smedleys, they were the purveyors of marrowfat peas to us, the great unwashed.

No idea, never had the peas as a child. Didn't exist where I was brought up.

Mind you, I used to eat rocket and fennel.

I was into my 20s before I discovered that rocket didn't have Saturn V printed on the side.

tinned chopped tomatoes

I thought they were the only way to make a tomato sauce tbh. Using fresh is something different, a waste of tomato and a ballache.

Worked in a couple Italian restaurants, always tinned toms. The debate was whether they would be chopped in the tin or whole. Whole can make a sweeter sauce if you cook them down intact for a bit first.

Tinned tomatoes are usually plum tomatoes, where most supermarkets here seem to sell cherry, beef steak or similar.

Yeah agreed, I wouldn’t waste a ripe plum tomato on a sauce.

Off topic but I had this story (Avocado Baby) when I wan a nipper and it gave me a perpetual fear of being burgled, rather than hyping me up to think eating middle class veg would make me a hero. Avocado in our house was a Christmas Day only affair, with prawn cocktail starters