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The " Honey I'm home and I'm bloody starving , what's for dinner " Thread.

I had a steak when living in Lyon, served with an astonishing onion gravy that was to die for.
Suffice it to say, it wasn't the only one i had that year.
Visiting my brother not too far down the road in Beaune, I will always remember sampling a Boeuf Bourguignon with local wine. Wow! A degree more delicious than the local dish where I am now.... curry wurst with chips which only really goes down with a beer!
 
Ladies and gentlemen, the most pointlessly insecure, chip-on-your-shoulder food review of 2023.


(It's appallingly written even aside from that)

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Two hot tips from me:

1) If you're writing for a Wolverhampton-based newspaper, you should know that the residents are "Wulfrunians", not "Wulfrians"

2) Do not ever take "the lady" on a dinner date to The Wheatsheaf FFS, unless you don't actually like her

And the blurb at the top is lazy bollocks, it isn't cold! It's 11 degrees today and it'll be about that all week. No you don't need a hat, scarf or gloves unless you normally live in Bermuda.
 
2) Do not ever take "the lady" on a dinner date to The Wheatsheaf FFS, unless you don't actually like her
One hot tip from me;

Take the "lady" on a dinner date (or any date for that matter) if you haven't the minerals to split with her 😉
 
Firstly the roast in the picture is fucking shit. I mean sub-Toby carvery levels of rank. And calling that a cheeseboard should have trading standards knocking on the door. And “we do cocktails not starters” is code for “our chef can only put a sub-Toby carvery roast together, anything else and he becomes a dribbling wreck”.

But the whole review is appallingly written and completely shit as well. I’m sure Jay Rayner is quaking in his boots.
 
I mean if you’re happy sitting in a shithole drinking chemical cider and paying eight quid for this…

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…knock yourself out mate. I’ll cook one at home that actually looks like a fucking roast dinner.
 
And dear writer it is bicarbonate OF soda, not bicarbonate and soda. Fucking dickhead.
 
Any pub that puts Aunt Bessie's roast potato's on a plate should be avoided. Regardless of price.
 
Look at the state of that fucking Yorkie, I could stand on that and it would stay exactly the same shape.
 
I’m suspicious about the Yorkshire pudding. The carrots are straight out a Brakes bag to save on prep time (cut your own batons - disks looked shit on my school dinner plate in about 1980). The cabbage has that mustard gas yellow of where it has sat in boiling water since the crucifixion. There will be no resurrection of that. The mash looks like it could keep wallpaper up. The beef is waaaaaay over cooked, and the gravy has gone the way of Lord Lucan.
 
Beef will be handy if your shoe needs repairing then
 
Judging by the writers usual opinion pieces, I am amazed he didn’t have gammon
 
Whilst we're on this tired plate of food, exactly what is that burnt rectangle bottom right?
It kind of looks like a bit of of overdone white pudding..... surely not?
And ANY restaurant that serves those fucking cheap shitty forks with a square end so the corners stick into your palm should be avoided and closed down.
 
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