I don't cook. Opening cans, and using a Microwave is about the limit of my skill, so why am I so fascinated with "18 Century Cooking, with James Townsend and Sons"? It all started with Scotch Eggs, and now I'm hooked on this channel. Sigh.
I almost had Scotch eggs once on a sampler platter at Waxy O'Shea's in Branson. They bring the thing out-- no scotch eggs. The waitress said they were out so they substituted deep fried fucking pickles. I explained the scotch eggs were the reason I ordered the sampler in the first place, if you don't have something then come and ask me. I hate that shit. I still think it's a cool bar anyhow. I didn't realize the sausage "crust" on those was so think. They look pretty good. Deep fried fucking pickles my ass.
I hear that was an epic meltdown of a press conference. I'm sure that by this point, his staff is seriously considering investing in a ball gag and lock-on mittens for the Doofus In Chief...
Well, I tested out my phone's video ability, and I must say, I wonder why they bothered putting a camera feature in this phone. The quality is... not. Anyhow, let me show you the fruits of my labor...
