Spag-balls and chips

Eh. Remember that post about the four staple meals in Britain? No? Never mind. Suffice to say, I made my annual allowance of spag bol today. Only it wasn’t spag bol out of a Dolmio jar (let alone Loyd Grossman’s). While looking for inspiration to cook the only mince I dare buy at Ralph’s: ground […]

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P doesn’t remember ever watching The Electric Company, whereas I watched it religiously as a child. It was on par with Sesame Street as far as I was concerned, just sans muppets and not so babyish. I don’t know what made me seek it out tonight. I started singing the “C is for Cookie” song […]