Friday, January 28, 2011

Yorkshire Caviar

It continues to entertain me that any trip however short on a 15 year old wheezing and popping BMW K75 motorcycle leads to all wonder of discoveries and new experiences (other than near death experiences and freezing nadgers).

 
Why, only last weekend I was attempting a modest 10 mile trip  in pursuit of pie and peas at my second Northern Section BMW Club meeting. These events appear to be gatherings of enthusiasts of both sexes and the range of conversations is wide including free bus passes, camping adventures in Beddgellert in February and the Nurburgring.  The Greeks have a delightful way of describing these folk:

Καρποί με κέλυφος από κάθε είδος των καρπών με κέλυφος δένδρο.


So, what is all this about? 

Discovery 1: My GPS battery ran down within 100 yards of home and that I can catch the device when it falls off the bike at speed. Here is where it used to be. 


Discovery 2: The Manchester Ship canal has a toll bridge that any normal person would avoid by using the M6 Motorway and the wind swept Thelwall Viaduct.  The toll man waved me through with a cheery 2 finger salute as I had failed to find 12p whilst a queue of 30 cars built up behind me.


Discovery 3: The village of Rixton does not actually exist and therefore there are no sign posts pointing towards it.  The reason that the Village Hall is called “Rixton Village Community Hall” escapes me.


Discovery 4:  Pie and mushy peas - mushy peas is known playfully as Yorkshire Caviar.

I was struck the other day by the remarkable resemblance of mushy peas (aka Yorkshire Caviar) and slurry. One tastes disgusting and the other is most probably disgusting. Are they related by any chance? 

Mushy Peas



Slurry

27 comments:

  1. I like Brazilian nuts, preferably without any slurry.
    Sx

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  2. Nikos:

    I don't know how you can do it, I mean drive on the wrong side of the road. It looks scary.

    I am not fond of caviar but those mushed peas look delicious, esp with a few meat balls

    bob
    Wet Coast Scootin

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  3. Hmm, "wheezing and popping BMW K75 motorcycle"... That sounds different than Riepe's description.

    I think I'll pass on the peas but the pie looks pretty good.

    Richard

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  4. So, was it at Rixton that you attended the Northern Section of the BMW, Honda Deauville, Harley Sportster and Miscellaneous Scooters Club? I assume it was there...because no self-respecting Yorkshireman would serve that beautiful 'caviar' with a steak pie and mash. Proper accompaniments would be a Stanforth's pork pie from Skipton, and some mint sauce. Maybe some pickled red cabbage if t'Queen was sitting on.

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  5. Even though we've now lived in NZ for longer than the UK, we still eat slurry (oops, mushy peas) despite being a Midlander and Jennie a Maid of Kent. Our children who were born here don't share our enthusiasm for that "Northern muck"

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  6. So what happened to the GPS?? But I would also like to know, exactly how did mushy peas come to be??

    -Lori

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  7. Dear Nikos:

    Your blog entries are as succinct as mine are windy. But yours can be utterly hysterical. I got a rel good laugh out of this... Both for the text and its manner of presentation.

    The pie looked pretty good. Was it steak and mushroom or steak and kidney. I have had steak and kidney pie, but concluded the myth was better than the fact.

    I like peas, either fresh or frozen, but whole. If they are to be mushy, then I prefer them in French pea soup.

    There is no such thing as a "wheezy" K75. If yours os wheezing, I suggest you discontinue doing your own maintenance.

    Fondest regards,
    Jack • reep • Toad

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  8. Ms Scarlet

    Yes, I hear from good authority that Brazilain nuts are good but hard to pin down and crack

    xsN

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  9. Mr Bob

    Have you put a down payment on "It" yet?

    xsN

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  10. Affer
    It takes all sorts but please note that these inferior brands are parked on the disabled bay.

    xsN

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  11. Lori

    The GPS popped off its insecure and botched mountings and landed in my fairing from where I stopped it bouncing down the road.

    There is a link that you should click on to find out all about "peas"

    xsN

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  12. Jack

    I suffer from writers cramp of quite grotesque proportions and take an aspirin every bedtime but I greatly appreciate your kind comments

    xsN

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  13. RichardM

    I have a slight hesitation on acceleration and I fart on the overrun - is that normal? Maybe it's the mushy peas.

    xsN

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  14. Geoff

    Do you have equivalent NZ North Island muck too (e.g. pre masticated scorpion dung)?

    xsN

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  15. Highwaylass

    But I didn't drive my chevy to the levee.

    xsN

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  16. Hi Nikos,

    Indeed we do, several of which I've tried for the sake of form but never to be repeated. Highly prized in some quarters, but not here!

    - The insides of raw sea urchins (nearly vomited)
    - A live huhu grub (similar to the Aussie Wichetty grub). Tastes like peanut butter but peanut butter doesn't wriggle in your mouth.

    Mushy peas by comparison is Nectar of the Gods.

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  17. Oh Geoff

    SNAP

    I was forced to eat sea urchin gonads by a Greek marine biologist.

    Quite puke making and the gonads weren't much better

    N

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  18. Overcooked mushy peas, tough one. Methinks: Yuck! The pie looks edible, though ;-)
    Don't you start missing the Southern European cuisine?

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  19. Actually the peas look pretty good and as the saying goes...A hungry man will eat anything...yes even Mushy peas and other things...depending on what it is he's hungry about....

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  20. ALthough Mrs MarkE is a northern lass (Lancashire - God's own county) she's never even thought about trying to onflict mushy peas on me, for which I am eternally grateful.

    I can't however resist sharing a story about one Peter Mandelson (grandson of Herbert Morrisson, and followed grandad into politics). On an election visit north of Watford he attended a photo opportunity at a "traditional fish n chip shop" and was heard to say "...and could I have some of the guacamole please". HIs reaction when he tasted it, is unrecorded.

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  21. Dear Nikos:

    The winter here is dragging on like my second marriage. They are predicting three days of weather in the 50's (F) , but that won't put a dent in the ice and snow, which is still piled 4 feet high at the end of the driveway.

    I won't be riding out for mushy peas any time soon.

    Fondest regards,
    Jack • reep • Toad
    Twisted Roads

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  22. Dear Jack,
    Perhaps you should consider a third marriage and the who knows mushy peas might seem just right

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  23. I think it is high time that we all moved on, Mr Nikos. We no longer need to consider that horrible photo of Number 2s - that is not at all the sort of thing decent folk should be interested in. We should follow the example of Our Beloved Queen who, as is well known, doesn't actually have that particular bodily function. Indeed, as leader of the Commonwealth, I am sure she influenced Her Government in Malawi to introduce the legislation that bans the disgusting thing men do after eating that nasty, common vegetable that you also show.

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  24. Jack

    Was the second marriage the biggest drag of all? I need to know as time may be short.

    Drop me a line and I'll send you some mushy peas that you can share with fellow MacPac memebers when the weather improves!

    Thanks for writing in, N

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  25. Ms Jessop

    Thanks again for your words of encouragment and little known wisdom - I had no idea until now that the Queen has had a colostomy too just like her dear Mother.

    Best wishes and XS, N

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