French gastronomy

you must be Irish then. They know revolting.

Now that is art-like.

No. Unfortunately he appears to be English.

We have a small number of individuals who are a bit thick, with their humour stuck in the dark ages.
To be funny or entertaining, he thinks it is necessary to also be offensive.

No doubt you do as we do when reading his stuff. Simply roll your eyes and yawn.

I cant get by the fact that RF is a self proclaimed "lifetime gamer". Most of those folks are limited in social skills, and the really good ones are autistic.

Im having scrapple and eggs this AM. Technically, scrapple is not French but it is part of the congealed meat and naughty bits food group.

Its sorta like bird suet except you cook it and eat it (and it doesn't contain nuts and twigs)

Seems to be very similar to our panhas (or "Möpkenbrot", as we call it here).

Yep, pretty much the same except for those whitish flecks in the mix. We don't have any whitish flecks. Looks like OSB.

Never could stomach scrapple.
I'll bet there's a French equivalent.

Probably Andouilette.

Made primarily with bull's undercarriage, although it only tastes of bull's penis.

Lip-smacker

Some French chefs swear that the andouilette whispers to them as they boil it, but I think they're talking bollocks.

Bacon ("speck").

Different - an andouilette is more sausage-like. (I've actually some extraordinary good ones - in Paris and in in a small village in the Picardie ... where the patron told me, to try those in Paris as well.)

Of course it's sausage like. It's a bloomin' penis fercryzake!

The only thing that I can think of that resembles the monstrosity so well described by farmer, was something akin to it that I made for the birds last winter.
All manner of glooping and melting went on in the kitchen, wherupon small jugs of seed and peanuts were brought into play, followed by serious stirring and strange smells.
The resulting slop was poured into a large glass bowl and left to cool, with the idea of producing a dome shaped delicacy to be strategically placed onto the bird table.
Dawn broke the next morning to reveal a gaggle of terrified birds on the nearby fence who did not dare to venture anywhere near the thing.
An hour later, after several attempts to pick it up, a clever squirrel pushed the thing off the bird table, and, over the course of the next hour or so, made numerous trips back and forth to pick up shattered fragments and bury them in various parts of the dormant herbacious border.

Next year I shall give them andouilette.

You need a squirrel-proof bird feeder (be sure not to put it up next to any trees). Of course, that would only work as long as Lordy is ladder-proof.

My nylons are, but I'm not.

Our resident squirrel has actually learned to stick his tongue out at the dog.
The dog, on the other hand, has just ordered some crampons from ebay so he can chase the little bugger up the tree.

If you do a web search for ""squirrel-proof bird feeders," you'll get lots of images of squirrels feeding from squirrel-proof bird feeders. I notice that were all put near a tree or the branch of a tree. Apparently, these devices are not fool-proof.

Clever little buggers....

a perfect Brunswick stew's gotta have some squirrel meat innit.

Toilet in Sochi during the Olympic Games. Then France is better any time-

Indeed. Especially, because the already have the infrastructure and not to built all out of nothing.

But in French restaurants, they often don't offer a single seat at all ...