April 13, 2004

• Gives a whole new meaning to "Eat my shorts!" eh? Eh? *nudge nudge* ... ... I'm going home.
• ha! i love this! best underpants-for-tea site ever.
• I'm not sure I'd want to be having breakfast with girls that are impressed by this. SideDish excepted, of course.
• We all know that girls love pants and all the paraphernalia that goes with them There's... there's... paraphernalia? Eeek. The rest of this site is a thing of beauty, btw.
• that's just so... so... goofy. but the rest of the site is totally faboo. what sort of cretin doesn't love to sit down with a cup of tea and some baked goods...? (you know, unless you're also reading mofi, and then things can get a bit nauseating)
• Who the hell puts mayonaise on toast?
• May-o is the work of the dev-il. It's evil. So evil that it has to be pronounced e-vail. Mayo is just creepy, man. CREEEEPY!
• well... i put it on toasted BLT's. but it has to be hellman's or homemade. any other type is gross.
• I had always wondered how you make tea... Well the thing about tea is that everyone just drinks it the way they like it. Generally, we make it in mugs, one tea bag (PG pyramids) for every two mugs. Put the hot water in first, then give it a bit of a stir before adding the milk. Simple. Oh and we don't add sugar. If you drink any other sort of tea that's fine. If you put the milk in first, that's okay too (just so long as you know that it's wrong (in with the teabag that is)). Sugar is good too, especially if you're a builder. Occasionally we use a pot, when we can be bothered. That's all we have to say on the subject. Cheers. this is a very nice site. slice of banana bread (sans mayo) to onlyconnect
• jim_t; A bright shiny jar of Tang to you for speaking the unspeakable--MAYO IS A FILTHY SUBSTANCE NOT FIT FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION. Substitute a yummy bleu cheese dressing instead and your taste buds will be amply rewarded. (Especially lip-smackin' on a BLT, i might add...) Yes, I KNOW that the Belgians put it on their frites. The Belgians let the Nazis walk right over them in '40-41, because they were futzing around with those egg whites and soybean oils that form the heart of that rancid condiment. The life you save may be your own.
• You know, you might get some nasty results if you combine the linked side with this one.
• Gah! That should be "site," not "side."
• Soybean oil? Egg whites?? Great god, Diz. That's not mayonnaise, that's the rancid, additive-clogged pus in jar that masquerades as store-bought mayonnaise, or worse, "salad dressing" (mmm... high fructose corn sweetener). Olive oil, lemon juice. Egg yolks to bind the two in the emulsion. A little salt, a little white pepper. Maybe a touch of mustard or paprika, or hell, mortar a few cloves of garlic and make it aioli while you're at it. This is highly perishable, but so are most things worth eating. If I'm at a deli, I always specify mustard. No "mayo."
• Yes, I KNOW that the Belgians put it on their frites. I seen 'em do it. And I don't mean a little bit on the side of the plate, they fuckin' drown 'em in it. /Vinnie Vega
• Mayonnaise on chips is fucking wonderful, though.
• It *is* odd that the first resort here was mayo, and they couldn't come up with some other white condiment. Cream cheese? Frosting or icing? Or could have gone in a whole other direction and used peanut butter . . . I think it's cute and British that the site kept "underpant" singular, instead of saying "underpants toast," which would be wrong, since it's really only one pair, or, if there were two pair, it would have to be "underpant toasts." So proper.
• What? No talk of baked beans on toast from you British monkeys? I'm shocked. Of course, that's a underpant toast picture I wouldn't want to see.
• My Japanese friends eat pickled fish dishes for breakfast. Odd how breakfast in America is so sugary. How did this happen? Is it a result of post-war grain surpluses that made a new market for sweetened children's cereals (ready-made and quick because Mom is off to work so forget the hoecakes, hominy and scrapple, suddenly all too time-intensive?) Or do we "infantilize" this meal for other reasons? Or have Americans always craved lots of sweets, but if sugars are cloaked under one of the"big meals" we can screw around with them as much as we want? Or is this a buncha hoo-haw and I'm simply Ethno-Chrono-somethingly myopic? Tastes simply change (My dad ALWAYS ate something called a "breakfast steak", I guess what we'd call a "skirt steak" now, which makes me shudder, as does ketchup, but that is for another day. Please advise. ( I had a chilled coffee drink and am a bit wired.)
• (Whoops). Posting order protocols are hinky again. My long screed regarding changing breakfast mores should have followed Mickey's "baked beans on toast" comment...
• Cheers to goetter for sticking up for *real* mayonnaise. That other muck is unspeakable.
• I can look at real mayonnaise without vomitting, but I really can't say the same for the American variety. Goddamn, that stuff's disgusting.
• Yummmm, Dizzy, you said the word scrapple. I haven't had scrapple since I left Pennsylvania thirty years ago. Good stuff with an easy-over egg on top and toast to scoop it up. We'll let these others whine on about mayonnaise. Let's sit down and have us some scrapple!
• Best scrapple I ever et was at an Amish farmhouse/B and B in Lancaster County when I was taking the college tour with my folks. (Maybe it was Mennonite-- I'm pretty sure Amish folks don't run B and B's) I was 17, knew that his was to be our last family trip for maybe ever, and was trying to lose weight before I went to school. So at breakfast, served a heaping slab of the stuff, I tried to eat around it and picked only at the eggs and toast. Our host, a veiny, wiry guy straight out of "Witness", bent over and whispered in my ear, "How will you get them girlies without some meat on yer bones? EAT!' My cheeks scarlet, my dad and mom trying to keep from laughing out load, my first delicious taste of scrapple all rolled up forever. I would lose the weight another day. But when drill sseargent dressed in black felt tells you to do something, you DO it!