froggg

Just picked up one of these in the January sales.

That should be illegal mate. Now salivating like a hungry puppy ?

No faeces. I got food poisoning from it and ended up on a drip this morning.
 

Atta boy.. Our broke, had to take it back ?

Dorset lamb braised all day with smoked paprika, garlic and oregano, melt in the mouth, served with bread and president butter, all washed down with a glass of Rioja.

Roast pork, roasties veg and a white sherry gravy, haven’t been on much as working on my pop up restaurant business.

Dorset lamb braised all day with smoked paprika, garlic and oregano, melt in the mouth, served with bread and president butter, all washed down with a glass of Rioja.

Dorset lamb braised all day with smoked paprika, garlic and oregano, melt in the mouth, served with bread and president butter, all washed down with a glass of Rioja.

Dorset lamb braised all day with smoked paprika, garlic and oregano, melt in the mouth, served with bread and president butter, all washed down with a glass of Rioja.

Roast pork, roasties veg and a white sherry gravy, haven’t been on much as working on my pop up restaurant business.

The other three from left to right, Sky, Jack Russell seven years old, Ruby, Shih Tzu five years old, Ella, Lhasa Apso eleven years old bless her.

Nice to see the thread back on track with a bit of @froggg food porn. Good luck with your new business venture. Should be onto a winner if your food tastes as good as it looks. ?

Roast pork, roasties veg and a white sherry gravy, haven’t been on much as working on my pop up restaurant business.

Roast pork, roasties veg and a white sherry gravy, haven’t been on much as working on my pop up restaurant business.

A side of mushy peas and you have a visitor next Sunday!

Resolutions didnt last long.
 

This one took me a while
 

Walking down the street, a Member of Parliament is hit by a lorry and dies. His soul arrives in Heaven and is met by St. Peter. He says, "
'Welcome to heaven. Before you settle in, it seems there's a problem. We seldom see anyone in such a high office around here, so we're not sure what to do with you.'
'Just let me in,' says the politician.
'Well, I'd like to but I have instructions from above. You'll have to spend one day in Hell and one in Heaven, then you can choose where to spend eternity.'
'Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in Heaven,' says the MP.
'I'm sorry, but we have our rules.' replies St Peter

With that, St. Peter escorts him to the lift and he went down, down, down to Hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.

Everyone is very happy and dressed in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and champagne.
Also present is the Devil, a very nice, friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They're having such a good time that before he realises, it's time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and wave as the lift rises...

The door opens in Heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him. 'Now it's time to show you around, Heaven.'
So, 24 hours pass with the MP joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing harps and singing. They have a good time and, before he realises it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns. 'Well, you've spent a day in Hell and another in Heaven. Now choose your eternity.'

The MP reflects for a minute, then answers: 'Well, I would never have thought it before, I mean Heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in Hell.' So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down down to Hell.

When the doors open he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and refuse.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the rubbish and putting it in black bags as more garbage falls from above.
The Devil comes over and puts his arm around his shoulder.
'I don't understand,' stammers the MP, "yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened? '
The Devil looks at him, smiles and says, ' Yesterday we were campaigning...

Today you voted

I think you are on the wrong website you f*****g freak ?

Excellent job, I’ve got some used white underpants that could do with sorting by someone with your skills!

Basic little pasta and prawns. Really quick and tasty. 

Grim up north ain’t it...

You can’t beat a good pie.  End of.