No offence, like.
And, just so you know, it was a baguette.
And now I'm eating my birthday cake.
a neurotic hygiene obsessed "cook it till its blacker than Bacary Sagna" adopted Yorkshireman.
And you can stick your "foodie cred" up your non-kosher arse, just because your girlfriend pays for you to go to expensive restaurants it doesnt mean you know anything other than what you're told.
Not since they became utter **** at soccer anyway.
that even I can be bothered to prepare it. Especially when the dish is associated with having had lots to drink.
c**t".
But seriously, I’m glad you got to experience a simulacrum of civilised life with a pulled pork baguette for your lunch. I hope it doesn’t dilute the fantasy if I tell you that fast food chain Subway also serves pulled pork nowadays. In a baguette - natch.