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The Glories of Cockfosters
Long, long ago, I had family round about these here parts; all gone now, but the memories...
I found Uncle Arthur's (not my actual uncle, just a friend of the family) old butcher's shop; I remembered the tiles (it's a fishmongers now) - and the Russian tea room and coffee houses were all still there. I found a fantastic Greek/Jewish grocers where I went mental and bought far to much stuff considering I had to carry it a mile back through the park but hey ho... There were things in that shop I hadn't seen in years!
I got a load of gorgeous fruits and veggies, including prickly pears, amazing, amber coloured rasin grapes and my favourite curly Greek cucumbers; a big bag of assorted olives, fried, salted broad beans, pickled baby eggplant, giant mezze beans marinaded in herbs, gorgeous Jewish seed bread - the smell is percolating through the rom, driving me crazy as I type but - best of all - la piece de resistance - a huge hunk of cheesecake - nothing to do with that fluffy, oversweetened crap that passes for cheesecake in Tesco's, mind. This is the real McCoy; proper, baked in the oven, heavy cream cheese heart-attack-on-a-plate Jewish cheesecake. Man!!! It was £3 a slice and worth every penny. I'm saving it for tonight - I haven't had it in about 20 years. Yum, yum, yum! (o:
I found Uncle Arthur's (not my actual uncle, just a friend of the family) old butcher's shop; I remembered the tiles (it's a fishmongers now) - and the Russian tea room and coffee houses were all still there. I found a fantastic Greek/Jewish grocers where I went mental and bought far to much stuff considering I had to carry it a mile back through the park but hey ho... There were things in that shop I hadn't seen in years!
I got a load of gorgeous fruits and veggies, including prickly pears, amazing, amber coloured rasin grapes and my favourite curly Greek cucumbers; a big bag of assorted olives, fried, salted broad beans, pickled baby eggplant, giant mezze beans marinaded in herbs, gorgeous Jewish seed bread - the smell is percolating through the rom, driving me crazy as I type but - best of all - la piece de resistance - a huge hunk of cheesecake - nothing to do with that fluffy, oversweetened crap that passes for cheesecake in Tesco's, mind. This is the real McCoy; proper, baked in the oven, heavy cream cheese heart-attack-on-a-plate Jewish cheesecake. Man!!! It was £3 a slice and worth every penny. I'm saving it for tonight - I haven't had it in about 20 years. Yum, yum, yum! (o:
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Lots of slapping and hair pulling, in pink frocks and frilly knickers?
You're too late, anyway. I've eaten it ::HG::