I'm not going to get one though, am I? I'm going to get a fúcking cottage fúcking pie
Schnitzel. I've turned myself off schnitzel.
I almost did a terrible thing recently with steak. I had a two inch rib-eye all to myself. I caramelised two whole onions and served the steak rare, with the onions on top, chips with cheese sauce on the side. It was magnificent, but so rich it came within a whisker of turning me right off.
Imagine being off steak
Oh, little bit the roux, natch. Little bit the chicken stock, little bit the cream. Whatever heels of cheese are infesting the fridge, but if you happen to have half an old Boursin sitting there, for God's sake get it in! Mustard, touch of cayenne pepper, there you go.
Totes ordinaire, in other words.