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Derculees wrote: I, along with countless others have always asked for a 'well done' bacon buttie and have yet to get one. Is it just a figure of speech to ensure that raw bacon receives some form of individual heat treatment prior to being sandwiched? How many times have you bitten hard on a sarnie and pulled half the contents along with it, sharpened teeth and a firm grip with both hands being required to win the tug of war with the umbilicals! As for crispy, no such thing unless it's cooked at home, or bought cold in packets from pubs. The best bacon I've ever had was smoked from Whitby. It was pre cooked by the smoke and almost ready for eating, if you were a medium-rare fan, or a 'well done' cafe eater,- oops, back to the beginning. You're not alone - most cafes definition of "well done" appears to be just cooked, and heaven forbid you forget to ask, or you'll usually end up with a slightly warm, near raw rasher!
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raveydavey wrote: Derculees wrote: I, along with countless others have always asked for a 'well done' bacon buttie and have yet to get one. Is it just a figure of speech to ensure that raw bacon receives some form of individual heat treatment prior to being sandwiched? How many times have you bitten hard on a sarnie and pulled half the contents along with it, sharpened teeth and a firm grip with both hands being required to win the tug of war with the umbilicals! As for crispy, no such thing unless it's cooked at home, or bought cold in packets from pubs. The best bacon I've ever had was smoked from Whitby. It was pre cooked by the smoke and almost ready for eating, if you were a medium-rare fan, or a 'well done' cafe eater,- oops, back to the beginning. You're not alone - most cafes definition of "well done" appears to be just cooked, and heaven forbid you forget to ask, or you'll usually end up with a slightly warm, near raw rasher! I recall bacon sandwiches being called "bacon banjos" and this expression always puzzled me. However, someone explained that if it was as described above and dropped grease onto your tie or shirt you had to pick it off as though you were picking a banjo.
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majorhoundii wrote: raveydavey wrote: Derculees wrote: I, along with countless others have always asked for a 'well done' bacon buttie and have yet to get one. Is it just a figure of speech to ensure that raw bacon receives some form of individual heat treatment prior to being sandwiched? How many times have you bitten hard on a sarnie and pulled half the contents along with it, sharpened teeth and a firm grip with both hands being required to win the tug of war with the umbilicals! As for crispy, no such thing unless it's cooked at home, or bought cold in packets from pubs. The best bacon I've ever had was smoked from Whitby. It was pre cooked by the smoke and almost ready for eating, if you were a medium-rare fan, or a 'well done' cafe eater,- oops, back to the beginning. You're not alone - most cafes definition of "well done" appears to be just cooked, and heaven forbid you forget to ask, or you'll usually end up with a slightly warm, near raw rasher! I recall bacon sandwiches being called "bacon banjos" and this expression always puzzled me. However, someone explained that if it was as described above and dropped grease onto your tie or shirt you had to pick it off as though you were picking a banjo. Fried egg sandwiches are often referred to as "banjos" for similar reasons.
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Talking of bacon. I occasionally go by the Emmerdale Village television set in Harewood Estate on walks and close by what I know of as Stub House Farm (I don't watch Emmerdale so I don't know if it has another name in that) there always seems to be a gorgeous aroma of fried bacon coming from a catering set up. It's presumably to feed the cast and crew. I always then want a bacon butty but doubt that I would get one even if I had the nerve to ask. I would not be surprised if the bacon smell even tempts vegetarians!
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Leodian wrote: Talking of bacon. I occasionally go by the Emmerdale Village television set in Harewood Estate on walks and close by what I know of as Stub House Farm (I don't watch Emmerdale so I don't know if it has another name in that) there always seems to be a gorgeous aroma of fried bacon coming from a catering set up. It's presumably to feed the cast and crew. I always then want a bacon butty but doubt that I would get one even if I had the nerve to ask. I would not be surprised if the bacon smell even tempts vegetarians! I can confirm that the smell does tempt, even Jewish veggies, oh Lord. (not me). What finer smell is there, than sizzling bacon, a bouquet garni of crushed grass, a hint of sheep droppings, fused with a mature creosoted timber fence, and a trace of fresh early summer morning dew.
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Montholon wrote: I work on Emmerdale and can confirm that the catering van does an excellent line in cooked breakfasts. They set everyone up for what is generally a very long day. Cheers Montholon. It's worth doing a walk just for the aroma. Yummy. I fancy a bacon butty now!
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Derculees wrote: Leodian wrote: Talking of bacon. I occasionally go by the Emmerdale Village television set in Harewood Estate on walks and close by what I know of as Stub House Farm (I don't watch Emmerdale so I don't know if it has another name in that) there always seems to be a gorgeous aroma of fried bacon coming from a catering set up. It's presumably to feed the cast and crew. I always then want a bacon butty but doubt that I would get one even if I had the nerve to ask. I would not be surprised if the bacon smell even tempts vegetarians! I can confirm that the smell does tempt, even Jewish veggies, oh Lord. (not me). What finer smell is there, than sizzling bacon, a bouquet garni of crushed grass, a hint of sheep droppings, fused with a mature creosoted timber fence, and a trace of fresh early summer morning dew. Cheers Derculees. That is very poetical (not sure though about the "hint of sheep droppings").
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