Found it tucked in the pictures.
That's where I'd sleep when I would visit...right across the street from Kings Cross Station. It was run by a sweet old Maltese lady. She had passed away the last time I was around.
There was a Kentucky Fried Chicken around corner...and it was the setting for a very funny story involving Martha and her love of mashed potatoes...and a gigantic woman passed out on the counter.
It's disturbing me how old these pictures look. How old are you again, grandpa? :)
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I guess this is a 'wtf, no mashed taties at KFC!'
ReplyDeleteThink its a common American complaint over here, that or 'where are the biscuits' which usually involves a long conversation abotu what defines biscuits, ending in an agreement that 'biscuits' in this sense are probably most like what we would understand as dumplings, or savoury scones.
I heard it quite a lot at the pub I worked at. Mashed taties are not that popular over here. Leastwise; they are eaten a lot at home, but not out. I think its 'cos most folks I know see them as cheap fodder for the peasants, so whilst you eat them, most people never usually order them, unless its doused in dill and mustard and artfully aranged in a gastro-pub.. in an ironic and posh peasant food way.
I guess it must stem from when folk smashed 'em up to hide how bad the taties were were, whereas when your paying for it you gotta have your roast tatie or you chips... mmm
That said, I make good mash, but I do put mustard, butter and rosemary in it, but I don't arrange it in a little tower.
Liking the old pictures too!
Your talk of mash just triggered one of those acid flashbacks to the early 90's when Dan Quayle misspelled potato.
ReplyDelete"Ah, Mr. Vice-president, the, er, child was actually correct."
Lor one of the reasons they look so old is because they are prints from film...the other reason is because they are...it's the mid-90's for most of them.
ReplyDeleteI'm 38...old enough to be your older brother.
Yep she was lookin' for mashed potatoes...and she was so bent out of shape about them not having any that she failed to notice the giant woman that was passed out on the counter.
So, she's like "there are no mashed potatoes...can you believe this?" While the rest of us are focused on the comatose woman.
They're doin' the same with grits over here...you could always get 'em, but not at supper. 'Course KFC's a Southern place and all Southern joints will be serving food...how can serve yard bird and collards, but turn your nose up at mashed potatoes...would be the thinking.
We may have an early 90's blow-out here soon...Slacker keeps coming up on my Netfix recommendations and I know Adam's dying to hear some Stone Roses...and Happy MOndays.
I'm 39 pushing the big 4-0 and there's a picture of me, somewhere, probably on grandpa's mantelpiece, wearing pink denim flares at some street party, when we celebrated the Queen's Silver Jubilee. This picture will only be released once I get my own realty TV show.
ReplyDeleteIt may be time to update the Cast of Characters...flimsy cups needs, no insists on having, that picture Nat.
ReplyDeleteHere is a short domestic story:
ReplyDeleteA man arrives home from work, he greets his wife and child, and asks 'hmm smells good whats for tea?' His wife replies 'Sausage and Mash' The man laughs and explains how he was just explaining how people don't each that much any more as its perceived as peasant food. The man suddenly realises that his mouth was, once again, about 30 seconds in front of his brain, which was just coming in the door. Seeing the wifes face, the brain acted quickly to repair the suitation. I think the brain did good, but he was pissed at the mouth afterwards.
*Also Beef and Beer Sausage cooked in Gravy with Blackpepper mash: Kick Ass!
** by all means, lets get some Ian Browns solo work, and John Squires too, Indeed it would be a crime if Saun Rider hadn't done some solo work, or even Bez, we should go look!
*** Also: really, mash potato at a take away? Is it O.K? I mean I like mash, don't get me wrong, but with McD's, KFC, Burger King; fair enough, they do their job, but I wouldn't want them making a soufle or anything. Is it lumpy, or just instant add water stuff?
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHAHHAHAH!
ReplyDeleteYou better watch yourself..I happen to know you're a few wins short of the Premier League yourself.
Kentucky Fried does an ok job with their mash (it's probably real potato pellets or bbs and hot water or milk), but it's nothin' like you'd get at home. The others don't even try.
I'm hungry now.
Stay tuned for 1991.
Good show...HAHAHHAHAHAHAH.
Is that The Mall in the bottom photo? What was going on there? It looks like a very half-hearted crowd, so makes me wonder if it was the wedding of a very minor Royal, like an Ogilvy or a Linley or something. Or maybe just the Prime Minister on his way to Buckingham Palace for the weekly audience with Her Maj?
ReplyDeleteIt was a the Trooping of the Colour (I think that's what it's called...practice for the Queens Birthday? ).
ReplyDeleteIt was early though...I've got some others somewhere when it's really cranked up and crowded...Horse Guards and all that.
Once I find 'em I'll post 'em...lots from London...maybe a few from Eastborne...never made it to Brighton sadly.
I reckon that's House Guards.
ReplyDeleteCould have been Horse Guards, there was a regiment of Horse Guards in the Household Cavalry, also a few of Lifeguards, think its usually the lifeguards in the Red tunics and metal breastplates with her. They call the Amry Office HQ Horse Guards still too.
ReplyDeleteYeah...should be horse guards (red), but for all I can remember it may have been life guards (blue).
ReplyDeleteI looked it up...driving me crazy.
Me and Martha went to the Horse Guards stables or whatever...they were open while we were there.
The picture of me on the Mall is from 94 I believe...the picture of Martha would have been 97.