What was the last thing you ate?

The French Fries thing is actually based on a French misspelling of the original name.
In France they are talking about Pommes Frites, while the recipe (if we can call it a recipe at all) originated in one of the smaller German states under the Holy Roman German empire and was named after Archduke Fritz II of Pommern (Pommerania).

Story goes like this, appearantly Frankish troops besieged the Medower Castle where Archduke Fritz II was holed up and trying to fend off the "froggys" with whatever means he could scrape together with his dwindling supplies.
One of the prefered ways to fend off an enemy knocking on your main-gate (with a battering ram) was to pour a shower of boiling oil on their heads, but the shortage of firewod lead the economicly minded Archduke Fritz (II) to make sure the potatoes for his supper was boiled in the oil at the same time.
As the Frankish troops went more or less frantic in their effort it became quite obvious that boiling the potatoes "round" wasn't a wise move, so the potatoes was peeled and cut into strips that was easier boiled.

And voila, a new dish was borne! :D

Oh, and the reason why the French claimed the discovery of "Pommes Fritz" was simply due to the fact that the Frankish was on the verge of breaking through the gates, so the Pommerian troops saw no other solution than to pour the boiling oil over the crown of the wall, with potatoes and all.

So poor Fritz II of Pommern had to go to bed hungry that night.

I know there is a difference between the way the French and Belgians fry their fries. The French do it in one time and the Belgians in two. We fry them first at about 150 degrees, let them cool of and then at 180 or more degrees (depending on the kind of fat that is used).

About poor Fritz, the Germans call their fries "pommes". When I was stationed in Germany we liked the "pommes mit shaslick oder bratwurst". Maybe that "pommes" had something to do with "Pommern" ?

Anyway I liked your explanation :)
 
I know there is a difference between the way the French and Belgians fry their fries. The French do it in one time and the Belgians in two. We fry them first at about 150 degrees, let them cool of and then at 180 or more degrees (depending on the kind of fat that is used).

About poor Fritz, the Germans call their fries "pommes". When I was stationed in Germany we liked the "pommes mit shaslick oder bratwurst". Maybe that "pommes" had something to do with "Pommern" ?

Anyway I liked your explanation :)

I remember those oh so well, my mouth still waters.

Last thing I ate? Toad in the Hole with two veg yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa:-o
 
It is Sunday night here, and the tradition in our home is that Sunday Tea is, "Catch and kill your own".

I had two slices of reheated, left over home made pizza that was in the fridge. Like so many things it is always better when reheated.
 
For lunch today I partook of of a pitta tosted and stuffed with pate and tomato and green and black olives. Served with a kiss by my own true-love. x. Nice.
 
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My son took me to breakfast this morning (its a public holiday), really nice, two eggs, bacon, mushrooms, sausages, fried tomato's, steak, two slices of toast and two cups of coffee. Set me up for the day.
 
Chicken and dumplings.

Made brownies, carrot cake, sugar, chocolate chip, peanut butter cookies, packed them up and on their way to the other side of the world.
Hope they make it for Christmas.:pray: They deserve something.:santam16:
 
Grilled Steak season salted peppered and splashed with a bit of beer.

Add fries and onion rings with a little salad, slices of beer bread with lashings of salted butter and I'm a happy chappy.

Roast Beef, cooked broccoli, and potatoes with gravy

Try it with Yorkshire pudding, roasted potatoes, baby new potatoes and runner beans fresh from the garden. My mouth is watering.
 
Been to my mums.
She did lasagne (home made) just like mama makes:love:
Followed by roast lamb and all the trimings!
Crawled out of there!
 
A few years ago, I took my kids for a week in the bush. For one of the meals I opened a couple cans of corned beef and baked beans, peeled a few potatoes and onions, a couple of OXO cubes and threw the lot with some water in an iron pot over an open fire. I then made a loaf of beer bread in another iron pot.

When all was ready I dished it up and amazingly the kids wolfed it down, I gathered the empty plates to wash them up, turned around and saw my son with the pot between his knee's mopping the pot out with slices of beer bread and butter. I asked him if he was enjoying it, without stopping eating he nodded his head lol.
 
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A few years ago, I took my kids for a week in the bush. For one of the meals I opened a couple cans of corned beef and baked beans, peeled a few potatoes and onions, a couple of OXO cubes and threw the lot with some water in an iron pot over an open fire. I then made a loaf of beer bread in another iron pot.

When all was ready I dished it up and amazingly the kids wolfed it down, I gathered the empty plates to wash them up, turned around and saw my son with the pot between his knee's mopping the pot out with slices of beer bread and butter. I asked him if he was enjoying it, without stopping eating he nodded his head lol.

The other side of this coin is when we had a group of Army Cadets out with us once. Some had never had Compo.
I heard one complain that after opening the tin of beans that they were cold!
You have to cook them first I explained, they don't come out of the tin hot.
 
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