Why is everything so goddamned beige?

[tommy]

I’ve always found scotch eggs to sound better than they are.

That's because you're an idiot.

[wease]

I’ve always found scotch eggs to sound better than they are.

You must’ve gotten an extra crunchy one

[spike]

I’ve always found scotch eggs to sound better than they are.

You must’ve gotten an extra crunchy one

I think it’s the sausage. Something in it is not my jam.

[E.H. Ruddock]

I sure do love a good Scotch Egg. Had the best one I've ever tasted last year in London.

[wease]

I sure do love a good Scotch Egg. Had the best one I've ever tasted last year in London.

Fuck yeah. Can’t wait till we go.

[wease]

Now I’m thinking very much of making Scotch eggs for thanksgiving. I’ve never made them tho. Anyone made them before? Any tips?

[bart]

I was looking forward to the scotch eggs when I went to the cotswolds, but I ended up having eggs benedict for breakfast every day.

[spike]

How’s the ticker, bart?

[doug rr]

love a good scotch egg...my only memory of a bad one was a number of years ago and a pub in Portland...

[bart]

How’s the ticker, bart?

The doctor said it’s huge!!

[Ms Harmless]

when I was a kid and my family had picnics I used to get them to eat the eggs (I hate boiled eggs), and give me the sausage and breadcrumb outside

[spike]

Lots of beige/brown food at the Xmas market this morning. Will be going back for some later.

[pepperwhiteMFC]

Looks delicious. I’ll take one of those herb sausages.

I saw my first reference to “beige flag.”
It was in a Coppola red wines promo on Facebook.

[Bammer]

when I was a kid and my family had picnics I used to get them to eat the eggs (I hate boiled eggs), and give me the sausage and breadcrumb outside

Nebraska thread

[spike]

Lots of beige/brown food at the Xmas market this morning. Will be going back for some later.

Mission accomplished, got the most beige one and it was delicious.

The kid loved seeing the bright lights at night. She did like 20k steps today.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Ms Harmless]

Now I’m thinking very much of making Scotch eggs for thanksgiving. I’ve never made them tho. Anyone made them before? Any tips?

make sure you get a recipe from someone English

[wease]

Now I’m thinking very much of making Scotch eggs for thanksgiving. I’ve never made them tho. Anyone made them before? Any tips?

make sure you get a recipe from someone English

Are there any other condiments acceptable to have with scotch eggs other than mustard?

[bodysnatcher]

Now I’m thinking very much of making Scotch eggs for thanksgiving. I’ve never made them tho. Anyone made them before? Any tips?

make sure you get a recipe from someone English

Are there any other condiments acceptable to have with scotch eggs other than mustard?

Brave move making something for thanksgiving that you’ve never made before

[E.H. Ruddock]

Now I’m thinking very much of making Scotch eggs for thanksgiving. I’ve never made them tho. Anyone made them before? Any tips?

make sure you get a recipe from someone English

Are there any other condiments acceptable to have with scotch eggs other than mustard?

Colman’s mustard is delicious with them!