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|James E. Petts
what is the official NiceCupOfTeaAndASitDown.com line on gingerbread men? Cake, biscuit or mere confection?
yours most humbly,
James E. Petts
|Nicey replies: Regarding Gingerbread men, Gingerbread is a cake, despite wanting to be some kind of bread. By association this makes gingerbread men cakes. Certainly the ones baked locally are more cake than biscuit. However I do think that you would really need to make a case by case judgement as recipes vary so much.|
||Back in the days when i was a small girl tea came loose in quarter pound packets and not in little bags. Sometimes a rolled tea-leaf would float to the surface in the cup and bob about like a small twig.The person whose cup is was would take a tea-spoon and fish out the tea-leaf.Place it on the top of a chenched fist and hit it smartly with the other fist, also rolled. Chanting "Monday - pause- "Tuesday" -pause and so on until the tea-leaf fell off. The floating leaf meant a letter was on its way and the rest of the ritual was to announce on which day it would arrive.The underlying message was that the promised letter meant goods news or money and never merely the gas bill.|
||Chris Capon talked about "She also refuses to drink the last few sips of tea insisting she's finished|
when there is still some left in the bottom of the cup." and many others spoke of family customs relating to tea
Well, my mother-out-law (yes, the mother of my unmarried partner) coined a word for the unpleasant sensation of drinking the last dregs of a cuppa only to find that the strainer hasn't done its job.
The day this happened, she drank down the dregs and immediately made a pinched face and said "nimnimnimnim" So for ever after, the dregs in the bottom of a cuppa are nim-nims.
Anyone else have local or family words associated with a nice cup of tea (or even an unpleasant one - don't get me started on UHT milk...)
I came across your site about a month and a half ago and found it quite interesting and amusing. You see, I’m American and we usually don’t make such a fuss over cookies, biscuits or what-have-you. Well, I was shopping the other day and came across a box of HobNobs and put it in my cart. A little further down the isle was a box that said ‘Original Chocolate Digestives’ It wasn’t McVities but a Spanish label, anyway, into the cart it went (must have been the Spanish manufacturer since the biscuits were stamped “McVities”). Suffice it to say that I now understand exactly what you are talking about. These were by far the best biscuits I have ever eaten (I’ll call them biscuits even though I know better). I thought that I would get some oatmeal type dry biscuit that would have to be drowned in coffee or milk to enjoy, but quite the contrary they are absolutely delicious dry out of the box. Kudos to you and your website for turning me on to a new taste sensation and a newfound respect for British baking prowess.
|Nicey replies: United Biscuits have a acquired a lot of Spanish bakeries in the last few years which explains why Digestives are now turning up in Spain. McVities Chocolate Digestives are the biggest selling biscuit in the UK so its probably a good plan to try and get the rest the world eating them. Who knows one day they might even catch up with Oreo.
Maybe someday we'll even see reciprocal 'biscuit cruises' from the continent to balance out our 'booze cruises' to it. Probably not.
While I was working in a pub I was honoured enough to receive a lurid orange 'World's Sexiest Woman' mug from one of my customers (although I'm not, but it's nice to think I am when I'm drinking tea). You can only imagine the problems it caused. It seemed to be a honey trap for all the female employees, and I was incensed to see them fighting over MY mug - MINE, dammit! After things had calmed down, the atmosphere became rather frosty and I decided to take my mug home so I could drink from it in safety and comfort.
Strange, it isn't even a nice mug. I'd prefer if it was white inside so I can see exactly how strong my tea is. But it's the first mug i've had that hasn't come with an Easter Egg, and that's something that has to be defended at all costs.
On the teaspoon issue... I used to have tea round my Mum's and catch her using some of the skankiest, most vile and mucky teaspoons ever. Eww.