For generations, cooking sprouts involved at least an hour's furious boiling. The most important part of the whole process was to top up the pan with hot water from the kettle, when the pan ran dry.WHAT?
BOILED Sprouts?
FFS there's some heathens on this thread.
Sprouts steamed with butter and gravy.
THIS.
Boiling them and hurling vinegar over them my arse.
I'm an old git and I remember (and still love) pouring the vinegar on cabbage and sprouts. My kids, and their kids think this is revolting.
Do you like the combo and what else 'odd' rattles your cage foodwise?
For generations, cooking sprouts involved at least an hour's furious boiling. The most important part of the whole process was to top up the pan with hot water from the kettle, when the pan ran dry.
My ex was from Bolton. They had a habit of eating black peas doused in vinegar and consumed from a polystyrene cup with a toothpick on bonfire night. But then the also have dinner for lunch and tea for dinner so pay no mind.
My Mrs is from Manchester & also has these things in the same way. It's just plain wrong.
I do love a pickle though. I like a pickled egg that upon first bite literally makes your breath stop and feels like chemical warfare has started. I'm popping round to the chippy to get one.
I don't trust pickled eggs from the chippy. I swear the jar on the shelf in our chippy contains the self same eggs for about the past eleven years.
I'm VERY particular with my sprouts, to the extent that I inisist on cooking them myself. Having been peeled and crossed, I drop them into a pan of boiling water with a dash of salt for 13 minutes. This ensures they are soft but firm. Once they are drained and delivered to the Sunday dinnerplate, all I will have them with is gravy - I will not have them molested by vinegar.
I don't "mix" them with anything else on my fork either. I like to savour them on their own.