You get some inoffensive fried, breadcrumbed chicken and then you pour some gopping Chinese chip shop curry sauce over it and serve it with rice?
Fùck right off, you dirty yellow *******s.
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You get some inoffensive fried, breadcrumbed chicken and then you pour some gopping Chinese chip shop curry sauce over it and serve it with rice?
Fùck right off, you dirty yellow *******s.
Chips make sense. Essentially, you're making a Milanese. I mean, you're then putting curry sauce on it, which is perverted and wrong, but what a man chooses to do in his own kitchen is no affair of mine, so I shan't judge.
By they way: chips. I have come to the conclusion that all this triple frying is unnecessary. I have achieved much the best results by first par-boiling the cut chips in just plain water.
Oh, they were. But they were middle-class south Dubliners. It sounds grander than it was. Domestic staff were dirt cheap back then in Ireland due to all the agricultural poor. The eldest son inherited the farm, the other sons went off to England to dig roads and the daughters had to go into domestic service. And then they'd get knocked up and have to be dismissed.
Better times, p.