This must have been a package deal
goulash |ˈguːlaʃ|
1 a highly seasoned Hungarian soup or stew of meat and vegetables, flavored with paprika.
It's not Hungarian, there's little or no meat in it and it's not highly seasoned. So what is it?
Sultana sponge pudding... but what's that strange yellow liquid?
Goulash. Fule, you forgot the weasel words "soup or stew of meat and vegetables" - note NO proportions specified. Hope you're still full from earlier celebrations!
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Now what is the difference between a drowned sultana sponge cake and an equally drowned spotted dick? Its form? Or its substance?
ReplyDeleteMaybe these varied cakes that keep arriving drowned in custard might be had without it? I'm convinced that they would improve a lot if they wouldn't get all soaked up in that(or any)custard. Because, what's the point of baking a cake if you then soak it up? You could just as well eat a porridge if you wanted that, couldn't you.
Happy Birthday TM! Is it possible that the cooking crew from Guantanamo has been transferred to your hospital?
ReplyDeleteNo, their food is way better.
Happy Birthday (or at least the best you can manage under the circumstances).
ReplyDeleteGood luck!
Gawd almighty! Are you still in there? I have been away from technology for the past couple of weeks and just logged on out of interest to find you STILL in that hospital bed, STILL having to eat that disgusting food!
ReplyDeleteHow have you survived this long? All I can say is thank goodness for Mrs TM and her little 'picnic treats'. I'd have crawled into the nearest laundry basket and made a mad escape attempt long ago! Happy Birthday by the way!
The blog has kept me sane. As long as I have something to do and I receive emails or comments, I feel I'm not alone. So the fact that I haven't gone loopy is down to you, my blog readers. Bless you all. xxx
ReplyDeleteCombo soup, a combination of the weeks soup in one bowl.
ReplyDeleteStrange looking peas again, actually, how can you make peas look so strange.
'how can you make peas look so strange'
ReplyDeleteRecycle them!
Oh don't go there TM, though if we are going there, how does one recycle peas, okay, you get large amounts of peas, nearly every day, I should imagine you leave most, if not all of them, so what to do with leftover peas, hmm, I will let you do the math.
ReplyDelete"Pease pudding hot, pease pudding cold..." Happy Birthday, TM. Hope Mrs TM rocks up with a smoked salmon bagel or two.
ReplyDeletesoup - cream of whatever was left over from previous meals, main - overcooked peas with leftover food from previous meals with a radioactive desert - how do you maintain your sense of humour? I look forward to your blog....but i do hope you get out of there soon, will you keep blogging when you get out??? Please say yes
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday TM!
ReplyDeleteWhy on earth are you back on the old menu? What happened to the nearly normal PP menu???
Nooo - your body needs proper food!
I have next week's special menus but they don't sound a lot different to the crap menu. We'll see.
ReplyDeleteAs far as the blog goes, I'd like to keep it going. Any suggestions for widening the scope of the blog are welcome.
Happy birthday. Your blog always brings a smile to my face keep it up. Hope you get out the institute soon.
ReplyDeleteMy guess for the main coures builders waste in gravey. As for pudding I didnt even know it was possible to colour custard that shade of yellow, which by the way comes up on a colour chart as poison arrow frog. Thought toxic waste might be a better discription.
Wow! Chenobyl custard!
ReplyDeletep.s that looks like one of those packet soups that leaves little green bits between your teeth, so if you ate any remember to check a mirror before smiling at anyone.
ReplyDeleteI don't smile much at the moment!
ReplyDeleteMany Happy Returns TM! Sorry I'm a bit slow off the mark - not been at the computer today, although did remember the date. Your Birthday lunch looked lovely, pleased you've finally been able to get a nice drink smuggled in as well :-) Hope you've had a good day with many more to come when they release you x
ReplyDeleteThe scope for your blog are endless!! You could start analysing other aspects of the hospital care (ahem) you've been receiving? Or start a 1 man mission for Mr Brown to take responsibility for the state of it - warts & all? LOL With your talent for writing whilst also injecting (sorry!) a wide eyed humour into various serious subjects are priceless! You have nothing to thank us for - you've brought us many smiles & sighs over the last few months and we are greatful our enjoyment has brought you a connection to the outside world......such as it is.
ReplyDeleteTake care TM Happy Birthday. x
Euurggghh.
ReplyDelete"It's not Hungarian, there's little or no meat in it and it's not highly seasoned. So what is it?"
It's bits of upholstery foam soaked in brown paint, with added thin slices of pine chair leg. Recognised it immediately. Plus the ubiquitous peas which in this instance are looking very old and tired. As for that custard, I didn't realise fluorescent foods were acceptable in hospital, unless they're hoping you will all glow in the dark in a power cut.
Hope the weather's a bit decent down there - up here we're being deluged with rain and more rain and more to come.
Still keeping everything crossed for you TM. How is the pain in the leg and what's the cause.
Hope you had a lovely birthday despite being tied to a bed. As for the blog - we could all just write our own soap. You know the sort of thing .. "Ms Fiona Muir (otherwise known as Fee Muir), Consultant Orthopaedic Surgeon, swung the 20Kg weight thoughtfully. "I don't know about you, TM," she said, "but I'm wondering if we shouldn't just tie you to a tree, attach your leg to the back of a jeep, and just floor it. Perfect if you ever wanted to be 7' 2". TM shook his head. "No, I'd rather be tied ..." (and next, and so on)
Anyway keep your orbicularis orbis in working order and keep your hopes up for the news re pin.
Big hug to you and Mrs TM.
The pain is a bit better since I started the antibiotics. We'll know a lot more by Wednesday aftrnoon.
ReplyDeleteI like your writing style. You should do a bit more and share it with the rest of us.
Happy Birthday, TM, from a damn yank! (It's still your birthday for another six hours over here.)
ReplyDeleteI hope you're at least sleeping peacefully right now, if you're not eating. (Sleeping and eating are *so* important for regaining strength, and if you can't have one, I hope you at least have the other.)
That "goulash" is a Hungarian's tears. It could be a portrait: just label it "Hungarian Weeping".
Many thanks to you for cheering me up when I feel seedy. (A mild chronic illness sometimes gets me down, and your attitude inspires me.)
And many blessings on you and the missus!
Sleep well & get well,
Klara
Hi TM,
ReplyDeleteWe are indeed blessed, as we do not have to eat the swill you are served in the good name of food. I think POW's in WW1 and WW2 had better food than this.
As for what you could blog once out of hospital, the list is endless, you could be a "Down to Earth" restaurant reviewer, you know the ones that do not give two hoots about the reputation of a restaurant but appreciates a hearty meal, not some "Nuvo" French food that leaves your wallet $50 lighter and a hungry feeling in the stomach.
I too liked Sooz's writing...
As for the blog - we could all just write our own soap. You know the sort of thing .. "Ms Fiona Muir (otherwise known as Fee Muir), Consultant Orthopaedic Surgeon, swung the 20Kg weight thoughtfully. "I don't know about you, TM," she said, "but I'm wondering if we shouldn't just tie you to a tree, attach your leg to the back of a jeep, and just floor it. Perfect if you ever wanted to be 7' 2". TM shook his head. "No, I'd rather be tied ..." (and next, and so on)
... tied up to this bed, and whipped into submission, by you wearing a cat suit, thigh high black shining leather boots......
Hmmm we could write this as a group, each adding a sentance or two lol.
Kat from Perth
If you are asking what it is, it;s clearly crap. If you are asking what is that, it's clearly shite. If I still lived in UK, I'd swing by with a hamper from Selfridges food hall for your bday.
ReplyDeleteI just showed yesterday's and today's post to my partner, just to prove to him that I wasn't making this up. Peas......
ReplyDeleteWas it goulash or just lashes of goo?
ReplyDeleteHow about a "tariff" for these fraudsters? A month per £1000 stolen, and 6 months per "flip" (where they change their primary residence of record to avoid tax).
ReplyDeleteThe Prime Mental Case would be locked up for a year, and many of the others would remain in jail almost indefinitely!
Why clog up the prisons? There must be a mre permanent and imaginative solution. Pour encourge les autres!
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