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That chicken has a particularly withering insouciance about her in the second photo.

…withering insouciance… I think I need to drink another glass of wine for that to make more sense.

I like the pictures, though.

You are going to celebrate Independence Day as obnoxiously as possible, right? Don’t let us down, Weas!

clotted cream? whassat?

“clotted cream? whassat?”

It’s delicious, is what it is…!

We’re going to a local summer festival thing, Mrs P. I’m going to enjoy the spectacle of a bunch of Brits unwittingly celebrating Independence Day.

Oh, clotted cream is to die for. I gather they make it by slowly heating milk in shallow pans. The cream rises to the top and then thickens into a gooey spread (with a light buttery crust on the very top). Ohhhhhh yessssss.

Can’t you get it in the States? I’d have thought it would be a big thing in the type of shops that cater to expats, at least..

Many years ago, Julia M, (when I was baiting my weasel trap) I sent some Cornish clotted cream to her Ladyship, for a birthday present.

It seems the main manufacturer does sell to the States – but it’s posted to the customer from, oh, I don’t know, some place 1,000 miles from anywhere. I gather they send it over to the colonies, froz, in gigantic batches and distribute it from there.

Cheaper to send a bloody cow with ‘milk it yourself’ instructions.

Clotted cream is named after what it does to one’s arteries.

Happy Independence Day transatlantic cousins.

“I gather they send it over to the colonies, froz, in gigantic batches and distribute it from there. “

Thank the lord for that! I was afraid it’d fallen foul of some ‘anti-fat’ pressure group and been banned on health grounds…

Happy 4th July 🙂

Yes,indeed, happy 4th July rebel colonials!

I’ll report back if her Ladyship does anything awful.

I found it in Whole Foods in the States once, Julia. It was the kind that came in glass bottles, without the lovely crust, and it was unbeLIEVably expensive. I don’t understand why it’s not in favor back home, either — it’s such fantastic stuff. At a guess, some marketing dude looked at the name and said, “no, sorry, we can’t do anything with that.”

We don’t do a lot in the way of rapeseed, either.

We don’t do a lot in the way of rapeseed, either.

Canola oil.

Yeah, OK–that has always struck me as the PC police, via their minions the Marketing Professionals, at work. . .

Honestly!!! I really did put the “quote” stuff around that, only I think I got “block” & “quote” reversed. Then I forgot to preview. Sigh. Pay me no mind. The anticipation of fireworks has deranged me for the day.

I think I need to drink another glass of wine for that to make more sense.

Don’t try too hard.

Thanks for the good wishes, colonizers! Let’s all hug and promise never to fight again.

I’ll have to check the local Whole Paycheck. I avoid it usually, the Vegan Zombie cargo-cult that worships at that place creeps me out. Nothing like the patchouli-scented undead to ruin my appetite.

Holy Crap…Fireworks are freakin expensive this year! A medium size family pack and a few extras set me back over $100!. I could buy two flats of 12GA. target loads for the same price, and let the boy blast away at some melons, but the neighbors would get freaked out I suppose.

Pffft…suburbia.

Gromulin – count your blessings! Fireworks are illegal in Arizona. We have to smuggle them over the border (the New Mexican one!)
Here is my husband and his friends getting arrested. Nah…the cops let them go with a warning.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yrkpgh0LUnk

Happy Independence Day, S. Weasel. I hope you were able to celebrate in a happy, neighborly way.

Re: Clotted Cream. I think it is the finest thing that man ever did with the cow’s finest offering.

Phooey—I hit post before I’d filled in my name and other stuff. Oh, well …

That’s okay, Anonymous. You’re my favorite author!

Yeah, after the country fair, our next door neighbors invited us over for drinks. We drank all their booze, ate all their food and monopolized all the conversation. w00t!

Yes,indeed, happy 4th July rebel colonials!

Thank you, sir. I’m glad to see there are no longer any hurt feelings.

So I wandered here on the 4th wondering if you would indeed write about “the 4th of July.” As you can see, I’m still wondering.

Dean & Deluca has clotted cream as well. But very expensive. If you can get unpasteurized cream farm fresh, you can make your own. If all you have is pasteurized, you can get a pale imitation by running it in a food processor for a few minutes till very thick and close to butter consistency. I wish it would catch on here in the states.

Happy 4th to all who celebrate it!

It’s that whole “clotted” business that puts me off. Well, that and I never was an adventurous eater. I knows what I likes and I likes what I knows. Prime rib comes to mind. 🙂

Happy belated Fourth, to all, especially to those recovering from that fifth.

Yeah, they should call it thickened cream, or ultra cream or Xtreme cream or something.

Oh, look! Charlotte just brought me a shrew. And it’s my lucky day — it’s already dead!

Cholesterol aficionados take note: I spotted clotted cream in Trader Joe’s on Garnet Ave. in Pacific Beach (San Diego). They also had crumpets! Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive/But to be stuffing one’s cakehole with crumpets in SoCal was very heaven!