OF SEMINARS AND TEETH
LEND ME YOUR EARS......
EAR, EAR, BORIS!
"You don`t love me any more" - damn right!
A LOAD OF BULL
"Where`s our rabbit then?!"
EMAIL ME .
Saga of a woman old enough to know better who lets her life be governed by the ridiculous hobby of breeding and showing dogs, musing on life, the twenty first century, Cameron and his mini-me, and the occasional sheep.
"IN DOG YEARS, I`M DEAD"
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
They are of course truly Polish Pizzas, filled with Polish specialities.
There is a Masurian Farmer`s Pizza with sausage, pork and sauerkraut on top of the tomato and cheese. And a Warsaw Mermaid, prominently feaaturing Pickled herring.
I began to wonder why we had never developed regional pizzas here. A Welsh Pizza with leeks and laverbread? What would a Scottish Pizza feature? Venison? Salmon?
A friend put me right.
"Aye, it would certainly sell. Let me see - you`d want a standard base with cheese and tomato, then bung on a deep-fried pie and a big dollop of curry sauce. It would go well when the pubs close. You could call it the Braveheart Pizza."
Brave heart indeed.
Even braver stomach.