Since the mountain is slow to go to Mohammed, direct from Eng-ger-land, to us, arrived a chip-butty-making-machine AND the original UK release of the new(awesome) James (awesome) cd. The music and the fat fryer just so happened to accompany the Waynforth’s on their great post-conference west coast adventure. We’re delirious to have them (people, artery clogger, music) - we’ve been anticipating this for a while:
old chip butty post.
That there is David perfecting the double-dip technique on ye olde (and expertly titled) “Fry Daddy”. The infamous chip butty (French fries, white bread, butter) is so simple, yet so incomprehensibly tasty, it is a wonder it has not caught on in America. Next up for the
Pimp Fry Daddy: Mars bars!
We’ve also played around a bit, including Simon and David winning us some new songs with their stellar sKills.
2 comments:
You like chip butties but not Hostess Snoballs? Silly Canadians! (grin)
Deep fried Hostess snoballs maybe. hmmm..........
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