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Entry: The Toasted teacake, a recipe of an influencial social butter-recepticle - A87772387
Author: 2legs - 2legs 4America . I quite like cheese. - U169793

Another one for this months create challange. Anyone else feeling particularly peckish over the past few days?

If your quick enough, I've two rather stale teacakes I made (in order to ensure I got the recipie right for the guide entry; research, so that's OK innit?) waiting to be used up, in the bread bin

This sounds like an excellent recipe. Though you could argue that crumpets were just as influential, and then get into a debate about the difference between a crumpet, a muffin and a pikelet...

Some typos:
In the title - it should be 'an influential social butter-receptacle'

'current', when you are talking about the fruit, should be 'currant'.

'raisens' should be 'raisins'

Martin Chusslewit should be Chuzzlewit.

I'd be very wary suggesting crumpet and muffins to 2legs

Will try correct the spellings later on this evening I think I should have some time then

Man oh man this recipe rocks!

I'll test it over the weekend...

There are other typos, Mdme Legster, I'll post them later...

Please don't worry about the typos, the sub-ed can fix those.

Worried about typos?

Me?

In a 2legs entry?

Nope.

Just wanted to add me for another beautiful one

I had teacakes out, Wednesday (for afternoon tea, naturally, although it was accompanied by coffee ) and I'm wondering if my recipe needs a little more, either cinnamon or sugar/sweetness.... Or maybe a bit less mixed spice/nutmeg... I'll tri korrect the typogarafical emmas later tonite...

Typographical errors, for that is, most certainly what they were, as opposed, say, for a random example, to my entire inability to spell |Fixed.... I think... unless I missed an stray currant or raisin.... they do seem to get everywehre

Nomenclature and taxanomic anomalies with the teacakes bed-fellows, the crumpet, muffin and pikelet, etc., briefly commented on in a footnote

Oh, and a direct refernce to the crumpet, made in the body of the entry (just so I can link it to my crumpet recipie, when I finally finish that and put it through PR)

err... hope I corrected more tiptoes/spelling earies than I created

Great subject, 2legs

I've always associated, and I'd be inclined to say a bit more about the teacake as being a staple of the English tea room. Any tourist to the Cotswolds, Windsor, Lake District or wherever can rely on this old friend being on the menu. It's often cheaper than the fancy cakes too.

Here's a link to a typical tea-room menu: http://www.ludlowcastle-restaurant.com/Pages/menu_tea.aspx

Icy

Will try knock a paragraph out later, on that then Teacakes also have the advantage, in my experience too, of being quite substantial, when eating them out in a tea room/tea shop, especially when compaired, as you say, to the more expensive, and useually a lot* smaller, little cake type things

They vary enormously in size, too. Some are no larger than the average scone, but I remember once having dinner-plate sized ones at the Crown Inn, Chiddingfold, Surrey. (It's strange what sticks in the memory)

meals, and food always stick in my memory.

One of the finest meals I ever had, though probably more due to the circumstances of eating it, was a giant yorkshire pudding, full of onion gravey, eaten in a pub, in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of the North York mores.... We' hiked about thirty miles that day, and so the circumstances probably fools the mind into how nice and good it really was and that was the size of the dinner plate... (which is probably why I just thought of it)

I tend to make my teacakes quite large larger than a saucer ... somewhere between a dsaucer and a mid sized side-plate I guess -

OhI love those giant yorkshire puddings filled with sausages and smothered in onion gravy, served with mash and veg.

Now look what you've done, I'm starving now!

Me too! and breakfast was a rather late affair, with my morning porridge Talking of breakfast, must be time to go grind up some more coffee and make another pot
damnit... its basically lunchtime.... But breakfast was so late... and i've this fresh onion and poppy seed bread I made yesterday... and I'm sure there are sausages lurking about

When I worked for a motoring organisation the staff canteen used to do them for 'breakfast' (10-11am)

There was always a rush on them, and the 'cheese*' on toast.


*it wasn't really cheese, it just pretended to be, but when you're slightly worse for wear anything'll do

In my experience, thus far, I have concluded that most things, which declair themselves to be cheese, are, in fact, despite labels, declarations and both verbal and written evidence to the contry, in fact, mere approximations of cheese. They bear the label, pretend as hard as they can, and are often advertised, and pushed, as cheese, yet, the organaleptical evidence of my own senses, has, in many, many circumstances and cases, revealed, despite this, and other contradictory evidence that, in fact, such 'cheese', is by no measure of humanity, anything, remotely, ressembling cheese, in any of its myriadd forms. It is, but an imposter, a cheese-wanna-be, a cheese-hoax, a fraudulent cheese, and an abomination of the use of the sacred label, and name, of 'cheese'. Its pretence, its faulsehood, sent amongst us, like the trecherous deceptions of the devil herself, to lead us astray, to make us wonder, from the straight path, to divert us from the true, ritious path, from the wholesome and correct path, that should, and only should lead not to such imposters, such deceptions, but instead let us, on our journey, always find, at the end of the path, that to which our heart truely desires, actual, true, real, tasty, correctly textured, and scented, cheese. The divine food-sort of the BoBs, the real, unadulterated and magestical fruit of our inntermost desires, its exquisit correctness, its majestic tastes and textures, in all its multiple forms and types, all so differnt from one another, but all, all in their unique way, that trueness of cheese, and all to which this often misused label should apply

I just had sausages and onions for lunch... on poppy seed and onion bread

Or in other words, almost, but not quite, entirely unlike cheese...