Post by bloodedyautja on Oct 22, 2011 17:04:13 GMT -5
So there is always going to be that thing about another country that annoys you. That bias, that folk story, that joke, which despite being used in nearly every movie, still manages to pull that small chuckle which afterwards will instill a slight feeling of disgust in you for still finding that very overused concept funny.
So heres a thread, for you all to write that thing that niggles at you. Be aware this is not a place for any radical discrimination or racism. I won't tolerate it and neither will the mods.
A bit of light hearted joking is the way forwards.
I'm going to start with America. Now for the most part I love america, wonderfully british thing most of us want to go to america.Normally a night out in las vegas, or new york, occasional mad person wants to go to washington, maybe it something to do with the head of the country not being part of a terrace block.
But one thing actually makes me very, very angry. Is the subtlties in comparison to england. No its not your lingo, or your accent, or the fact you drive on the wrong side of the road. ITs your measurements. So aggravated was I that I threw the flour across the room in a moment of complete frustration, the result of which did little to improve my mood. covered in white dust, it settling in all the other dry mixtures and floating in the painstakingly measured out fluids to roughly grab the recipe sheet, storm through the house leaving a trail of foot prints and white cloud behind me to proceed in shouting at the computer screen.
The cause of all this. Cheesecake. A supposedly simple recipe, often picked in schools for firts year cooking, made horribly difficult from your measuring system.
Now from what I hear cheesecake is a loved american desert. lime cheesecake, chocolate, the lot. A states favourite cheesecake. Now in england, half of us our stuck in the past aka. our grandmas kitchen. Where we don't always use the metric ml, we use fl oz or similar.
But cups? no, no. Cups was a new one. Having downloaded the recipe, a combination of cups and teaspoons. I didn't know what a cup was. So easily I went to the computer and did a conversion. Wonderfully simple. If only. Upon removing the spring tin all seemed fine and set. Until it came to cutting it. where it settled so solidly from the gelatine that the resulting rubber effect would have deemed it able to sit in the middle of a 5 year olds birthday party and remain unharmed as food rebounded off its now rubberised surface to return to said childs plate. The cause of this being the subtle differences. Equating to 13.5 ml difference between a cup.
So heres a thread, for you all to write that thing that niggles at you. Be aware this is not a place for any radical discrimination or racism. I won't tolerate it and neither will the mods.
A bit of light hearted joking is the way forwards.
I'm going to start with America. Now for the most part I love america, wonderfully british thing most of us want to go to america.Normally a night out in las vegas, or new york, occasional mad person wants to go to washington, maybe it something to do with the head of the country not being part of a terrace block.
But one thing actually makes me very, very angry. Is the subtlties in comparison to england. No its not your lingo, or your accent, or the fact you drive on the wrong side of the road. ITs your measurements. So aggravated was I that I threw the flour across the room in a moment of complete frustration, the result of which did little to improve my mood. covered in white dust, it settling in all the other dry mixtures and floating in the painstakingly measured out fluids to roughly grab the recipe sheet, storm through the house leaving a trail of foot prints and white cloud behind me to proceed in shouting at the computer screen.
The cause of all this. Cheesecake. A supposedly simple recipe, often picked in schools for firts year cooking, made horribly difficult from your measuring system.
Now from what I hear cheesecake is a loved american desert. lime cheesecake, chocolate, the lot. A states favourite cheesecake. Now in england, half of us our stuck in the past aka. our grandmas kitchen. Where we don't always use the metric ml, we use fl oz or similar.
But cups? no, no. Cups was a new one. Having downloaded the recipe, a combination of cups and teaspoons. I didn't know what a cup was. So easily I went to the computer and did a conversion. Wonderfully simple. If only. Upon removing the spring tin all seemed fine and set. Until it came to cutting it. where it settled so solidly from the gelatine that the resulting rubber effect would have deemed it able to sit in the middle of a 5 year olds birthday party and remain unharmed as food rebounded off its now rubberised surface to return to said childs plate. The cause of this being the subtle differences. Equating to 13.5 ml difference between a cup.
