15 Dec 2012

Writing frenzy, eating...?

What's the opposite of a frenzy? Whatever it is, that's what food has become for me. I am writing and editing like a woman possessed and eating like a woman who's forgotten how to cook. Wraps. Vegetables thrown in the Actifry for 20 minutes. Clementines. Crisps and cheese. That's the bulk of my diet right now. I just need to get 8,000 to 10,000 words of Real Port Talbot done over the next 4 or 5 days and then I'll be able to relax over the Christmas week. And speak to people. And eat. And breathe.
 
In an attempt to make myself appear as if I am still interested in food I've changed the banner picture on my hungry writer Facebook page to last year's Christmas table. Before the scrum. I went for silvery and understated. This year I'm going for jolly red and green and gold.


And here's a pic of the sprouts with bacon and pine nut sauce I'll make.

 

And here's a glass of champagne. Yay! Yes, please!


I'll be back here before the festivities begin though. If only to shout that I reached my word goal.

Hungry Writing Prompts
  • Write about a frenzy.
  • Write about not eating.
  • Write about laying a table.
  • Write about sauciness. Ooohhh!
  • Write about the first sip of a drink you love.

2 Dec 2012

The F word. No, not that one.


You wouldn’t have seen me within sniffing distance of these 30 years ago and I like to think that it’s a discerning palate and not age that accounts for my conversion. I’m sure there’ll be a whole swathe of people out there who would still step back quickly at the mention of them but if you belong to that group try and rein in your prejudice, and stifle any early memories of four sloppy granular balls in an aluminium container with a cardboard label stamped with the word ‘Brains’, until you have visited Bro’s CafĂ© on Llewellyn’s Quay in Port Talbot, run by Mark and Alison Mizen, and ordered these little beauties.

Oh unfussy deliciousness. But… if anything needs a name makeover in the culinary world it’s the humble faggot. From a bundle of sticks to a cigarette, from a 16th century abusive term for old stick-gathering women to North American  hate-speech targeting gay men, it’s carrying a lot of baggage before it even arrives on your plate. 
 
Wiki’s page about the origins and evolution of the slang term is well worth a read if only to end up agreeing with the characters from South Park that, yes, it is an insult but that it only refers to Harley riders whose inconsiderately loud motorcycles ruin everyone else's nice time. Love it!
 
Traditionally made out of pig’s offal with onion and breadcrumbs – I like to think of it as Welsh haggis... but better, of course — I suppose you have to at least not mind the taste of liver to really appreciate good home-made faggots. But surely only the most hyper-sensitive among you could fail to swoon at Mark Mizen’s tray-baked faggots with a satisfyingly crispy top. I don’t know Mark’s recipe and I don’t want to because for all future faggot-hankerings I’ll be coming here. The neighbouring town of Neath likes to think of itself as the faggots and peas capital but the gauntlet is down my little Neathlings.
 
On Wiki’s other page, devoted to the culinary faggot, there’s an account of a 2004 Somerfield radio advert that was pulled  because it was deemed to have breached the rules on Good Taste, Decency and Offence to Public Feeling of the Advertising and Sponsorship Code, and was banned from future re-broadcast by the industry regulator Ofcom.
 
A man bored by his wife’s regimented weekly menus would like lasagne but she tells him he’s having faggots because it’s Friday. ‘I've nothing against faggots,’ he says, ‘I just don't fancy them.’ I think it’s funny. And anyway, in my opinion, these days there’s a whole lot more going on in the broadcasting industry that needs regulating.
 
So, throwing all caution aside, I would like to say that I love Mark Mizen’s faggots. And he can serve them to me any time he likes. Baby. Although a faggot goes very well with a cracker, as I discovered this weekend and as you can see below. No offense intended towards the crackers in my life.
 
 

Hungry Writing Prompts
  • Write about an early memory of food.
  • Write about a change of mind.
  • Write about a cigarette.
  • Write about something heard on the radio.
  • Write about offending someone.