I was sent this excellent piece from The Guardian Word of Mouth blog recently, about the most middle-class things that people have ever said about food. Such as: “The children are getting upset. Quick, where are the grissini?”
Now we’re on the verge of becoming a third-world country again, this may be our last opportunity to share some ridiculous utterances about food from our recent extravagant days. The above article is from the UK, where people are generally about 40% more poncy, but I do have this gem of a conversation that once happened to me in Morton’s in Ranelagh (possibly the most nouveau-riche place in Ireland). I had a bad hangover but had to go shopping for some stuff to go into a Christmas hamper. I was standing in Morton’s gazing vaguely at the salad dressings and a Posh Fur-coated Lady tapped me on the shoulder and said ‘that basil viniagrette is FAB-A-LOUS!’. And then added: ‘You’ll never make your own again!’.
Beautiful. What are yours?