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@wineandcrisps
#goddess
go on girl
WE KNEW IT ALL ALONG
Au Moulin de la Galette
Dinner
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Gammon flavour Tudor crisps. 'Special request'.
Forgotten crisp flavours. Mmm. Mayo.
Tea break. 3pm. Would you ever reach for a bag of delicious golden crisps in, um, peach flavour? How about mayonnaise? Or celery? Banana? Definitely (probs not) passionfruit?
This fruity selection were just some of the flavours tested out by crisp titans Tudors of Tyneside, whose range included chocolate, gammon 'n' pineapple, kipper and hot dog. On reflection, it's not wholly surprising this brand made it big in the 1970s, though they were eventually bought out by the Nabisco, (who own Walkers Crisps).
Info from 'A Brief History of Crisps', a new e-book by 'retro-nerds' Steve Berry and Phil Norman.
-> LINK <-
Scotland does Sancerre, Thai Sweet Chilli crisps and a bucket of sour cream and chive dip. This is how we do it. Or how Amy does it. Lucky git.
Linda being a babe
Via Buzzfeed
Dry as chaff pork scratchings from a Barcelonan corner shop 😳
Ice cold Sauvignon Blanc in Barcelona 😘
Tyrell's 'Ludlow Sausage & Mustard' were nearly enough to put me off crisps. srs. Dank, meaty flavour. Feel like they should be soggy. Pah. 1/10
Drinking Through Disney World
'The situation quickly escalated from drinking an entire souvenir mug of Sam Adams to me gnawing on a giant turkey leg and contra-dancing with a couple of Ben Franklin lookalikes in the town square. I was buzzy and briefly believed it was the Fourth of July. I took a blurry selfie wearing a tri-cornered hat before heading to Mexico, where the watered-down passionfruit margarita provided the hydration respite I was craving'
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