General Chat

English is the language of Namibia but you can see how it came to them.

It was odd to hear people talk of their lastborn child in the same sentence as some sort of colloquial American word.

It's a world-wide thing.

A friend in Germany, her grandfather visited distant cousins in Australia........ grandad's English wasn't so good, but they spoke "German" to him........ the German they had learned from their grandparents, who were children when they emigrated to Oz! Grandad thought it was funny, and the Aussie/German relatives were bewildered.

:-D

This is funny, a thread about stock............ turned Scottish.... what is it now? :-D

I knew it! :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D

Apparently it's the same with the Polish community in Scotland.
The new influx, especially in Dundee have realised that the original immigrants from WW2 , and their descendants, still speak 1930/40's Polish
They dont understand each other either!

Glasgow Lass :-D

My Mum's first trip back to Scotland was funny. That would have been in the early 1980s, so she hadn't been to Scotland for 30 years. Mum's version of "Scottish" was the 1960 (and before that) one. The younger generation had no idea what she was talking about.

From when I was about 15-16 my aunt would write to us, asking if I was "Wynchin" yet!

LadyScozz,
I still use those words.
Gas on a peep and a wee totie ( pronounced toe-tee) bit!

About 7 or 8yrs ago, I made contact with a distant rellie who left Lanarkshire for OZ in the early 1960's.
He sent me an email, telling me all about himself.
I was on the floor with laughter!
He used words and phrases that haven't existed in Scottish language since around 1975!
He actually talked about the days when he and The Wife..." were "winchin'"

It took me right back to the awful times when an older person would ask:
"Are ye winchin' hen' ?
( Translates: "Do you have a boyfriend, dear)"

I had problems at cookery class in school. The teacher made sure we measured everything perfectly.

That was a bit difficult to get used to, as I started cooking at around 8 or 9 years old, by watching Mum. My mother was a great cook, rarely followed recipes, she just made things up, depending on what was available. Mum was about 10 when WW2 started, so she probably learned how to cook (with what was available) from her mother, feeding a family on rations.

Mum had some vague Scottish expressions for measurements, my favourite being "a wee totie bit", which could mean anything from a pinch to half a cup......... and the gas being on "a wee peep".

I cook by the chuck and dollop method.

Precision?

lol.......... that's for the first time I use a recipe. I've had a few laughs when I've found a recipe and realise that what I now make isn't very much like the original.

:-D

I had to add the bit about the baking tray. I'd rather scour one tray than clean a sticky mess out of an oven.

That looks like my sort of recipe. I like a bit of precision.

Apple & custart tarts.......... the recipe is vague........

I make 4 small ones, but this could make 1 large one

Shortcrust pastry for the base (1 sheet of commercial pastry will do)
Puff pastry for the top (1 sheet...)
1 cup stewed apple (I cut up 2 granny smiths & nuke them)
1/4 cup sultanas
1 cup very thick custard
1 Tablespoon sugar

OR..... make your own pastry........... or use canned apple & supermarket custard.

Mix the sultanas with the apples. 1/4 cup into each base, add 1/4 cup custard, top with puff pastry and sprinkle with sugar.

Vague as to cooking time too........ 10 minutes then watch them....... until the tops are golden brown. I bake them at 170-180C

Best to put the pie plate/s on a baking tray, because if the pies leak you get a mess.

Very nice warm with cream.

Apple and custard tart. Yum.

How do you make that then?

lolol....... I'll try a cheese, apple & custard quiche :-D

DH has eaten two quiches...... five to go.

:-D

I think it is the custardy texture that spoils a very good cheese and onion flan.

One has been eaten :-D Seven quiches (not giant ones) are in the fridge, waiting for DH to demolish some, then I'll have to rearrange the freezer AGAIN.

I must have bumped my head, because I spent most of today cooking!

After the quiches......... got a hankering for lasagne...... made that, and also made four apple & custard tarts (small ones). The lasagne will go in the fridge to heat up tomorrow night, half of it will (hopefully) fit in the freezer.

My DH likes quiche...... many years ago some eejit said "real men don't eat quiche"...... DH said "real men eat what they want so bug*r off" :-D

The other problem is that they are quiches!

Because our village lunches and harvest suppers are such cheap meals I have always asked that nobody make any fuss about my being a vegetarian because I can bring a sandwich or just eat the veg because I am still enjoying the event.

The village lunch costs £3;50 and there is coffee and a pudding which I do eat, not to mention the after dinner mint.

One couple's idea of not making a fuss was to make me a quail's egg salad but, usually, I am presented with a slice of quiche which I would rather not have to force down my throat and often ,especially after harvest supper, I am plied with some to take home too. This will be because nobody in the homes of those who have made them will want to eat quiche either.

What a horrible thing to have hanging over your head, the knowledge that there are six of them in your freezer!

Pea & Phart soup made, and in the freezer. :-D

Must make a note to get a strong air freshener before winter. ;-)

While the soup was cooking I made quiches (with the leftover Christmas ham)...... eight of them.

Two problems........ the freezer is stuffed & so am I. :-(

I think there's space for six quiches in the freezer...... either DH eats the other two tonight or our neighbour gets one.

Ladies in shops always have to teach you something and they love questioning.

I went into Boots once with a tickly cough and asked the young assistant for a linctus type cough medicine which I thought to be a perfectly straightforward request for a pharmacy.

She looked totally bewildered which prompted the self appointed doctor behind the counter (not the pharmacist, the busybody) to step forward and question me in detail about what I was after as if they had never heard of a linctus before!

DH came back, with the shopping.

One thing on the list was vague.... "something for dinner". Bear in mind that we've had enough turkey & ham to satisfy those taste buds for a while. What did he get? Pork chops!

:-D

He remembered the split peas........... with the help of a lady in the supermarket who asked what he wanted them for! He must have looked lost.

Oh ugh, will never look at a chicken nugget in the same way but I do agree. Lots of those chicken kievs are made in the same way I think.

Lizx

they probably end up in "nuggets" :-(

I don't eat too much in the way of fast food, but nuggets don't appeal...... they look like deep fried parson's noses.

:-(