Hiya,
Surprisingly enough, I remember those things from the mid 1970s and early 80s. I probably even ate one, but I can't recall the experience.
At one time I was a regular patron at the Mayflower Inne, which was located in northern California (San Rafael). Yeah, for a bunch of years that was my regular hangout for darts and pints of Watneys Red. I was a fairly decent chukker of the spears and was on a couple of league teams. Christ, that was about 35 years ago........
Anyway, the Mayflower was a restaurant and had a dining room away from the bar, Oh yeah, the owner was actually British! I rarely ate there, but I do remember the Bubble and Squeak I had once. I remember it so well that there's never been a reason to revisit the tasty dish.
No, when I came to the Mayflower it was to play darts, drink, schmooze with my friends, and pick up women. The bar service did offer such gourmet delights like Scotch eggs and sausage rolls with that odd UK mustard on the side (slight shudder).
Every Sunday night was the weekly 'Special' dish, and people would drive for a long way just to wait in line for a table. Instead of Spring Lamb, they used 4 year old mutton and called it 'Sprung Lamb instead. Does sprung mean really really gamey in British? Man, you could smell the haunches cooking two blocks away if the wind was blowing right. As Billy Crystal said in a famous movie "Nothing like a mutton, lettuce and tomato sandwich".
Ok I'm done. That last paragraph mighta not been true.....it's all kindy hazy after all the damn years. Man, that was a different lifetime ago.
Martin
Oh, PC? Those things look......nicely cooked. How was that?
