When entertaining family and friends to dinner, what is more comforting in this turbulent world than Fanny's mincemeat omelette? Despite the egg rationing in some supermarkets at the moment due to Avian flu.
Mitzi hopes all your Christmas baking, whatever it is, comes out the oven looking like Fanny's.
To me, mincemeat is the snot of the Devil, and this is one of the most disgusting of Fanny's... Jx
ReplyDeleteI'm not overly fond of the stuff myself, but I would have liked to have sampled her mincemeat swiss roll, laid out on her festive table.
DeleteI saw this the other night on Channel 5 too! My goodness, Fanny is a strange woman, rattling her pan on the stove. I’m grateful my mum wasn’t a fan - she preferred the Galloping Gourmet.
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I don't know what she was doing to that turkey but it made me gag.
DeleteI prefer The Two Fat Ladies with Jennifer's bejewelled fingers and red vermilion nails squelching in sausage meat.
DeleteI've never seen someone so aggressive with their eggs before and she even snaps for her assistant. Fanny's kitchen is an aggressive kitchen. We gently fold our eggs here until they make a pillowed nest for your filling. Light and fluffy, not a lot of butter. Also, where the blazes is her salt and pepper?
ReplyDeleteYou should see what she does to a goose and two forks. It's the stuff of nightmares. I don't know if you are familiar with mincemeat, it a sweet pie filling made from dried fruit and spices and usually seeped in alcohol. In medieval days it used to contain meat but not anymore.
DeleteFanny wants to show you it's wet in the middle. What an old tramp.
ReplyDeleteAnd slightly runny too, I imagine.
DeleteInteresting eyebrows.
ReplyDeleteThey used to enamel their faces in those days, a procedure made popular by queen Alexandra, nowadays they just use botox.
DeleteI might try a bit of Tipp-Ex.
DeleteShe's lucky those billowing rayon sleeves didn't catch on the gas - Fanny certainly wouldn't be wet in the middle after that!
ReplyDeleteSarah, her downtrodden maid of all work would be standing by in the wings, ready to extinguish her with a dusting of icing sugar if the worse came to the worse.
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