The King of Suppers
Tomorrow is my last day at work for two weeks, hurrah! Usually I would have a chinese or chippy or something to celebrate. However I am going to Cereal K's wedding dance and hope to fill up on free bufet.Therefore I decided to have a chippy tonight. This was my fist try of Deep Blue in Smalness. I walked in, there were two queues!! I joined the one nearest the price list. I fancied a king rib supper. It wasn't on the price list. I left. I looked across the road at the chinese. I didn't fancy chinese. Feeling that I was looking suspicious and paniced I got into the car and pretended to text someone on my mobile (texting makes you instantly un-suspisous). Inspiration! A red pudding supper, that's what I'd have! hurrah. I rejoined the queue behind two newcomers, bah!
Whilst waiting in the queue I noticed two king ribs in the little windows above the fryer.
"Can I help you"
"A king rib supper please"
*taps at till keypad*
"And what else was it?"
(I hadn't asked for anything else but maybe he didnt know what a supper was)
"errr chips"
Luckily I escaped with a king rib supper only and no extra portion of chips.
I am now wishing that I'd had beans on toast. I can feel the grease oozing out of my pores. I would have saved myself £3.30.
posted by Milk @ 6:48 pm
2 Comments:
Nothing greasier than a King Rib Supper.
Being of an unhealthy disposition I decided to go to the chip shop last night on my way home from the Factory. I went for a white pudding supper - £2.90
Unfortunately it tasted too dry (over cooked) as was the chips. On account of the lady serving behind the counter to busy blabbering about her latest diet!
Fat Cow!
I don't think I have eaten any real food for over a month. Ready meals are the only thing on the menu at Castle Broon-Skull. Tonight I dined on a Tesco-Chicken Balti, it was bloody awful, thank the lord for hot sweet tea to wash away the chemical taste.
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