Irritations

[c.d.]

In the same vein, those people who go for a five minute walk and have to have 27 bottles of water with them. Guess they want to show that they are seriously working out.

c.d.

[Ms Diddles]

Joggers who jog in place on the corner while they are waiting for a walk sign or traffic. Yeah, I know they want to keep their heart rate up but it always looks so damn affected. "Hey, look at me. I'm jogging" Yeah, **** you. I got your jogging right here.

c.d.

100% agree!

W@nkers!

[Abby Normal]

Not really an irritation but more of a head scratcher. Panhandlers who stand on the median strip of the highway begging for money. I guess they think that when the cars stop at the light they have a captive audience. I don't think I have ever seen anyone in a car giving them money. Seems like a lot of work for such little results.

c.d.

hi cd
well i give them money all the time. usually the change that builds up in my cup holder or occasionally dollar bills from my wallet.so probably atleast a couple bucks every time. i also see otjer people give them money too. i would venture they actually do pretty good, depending on how long they stand out there. but im in the dc suburbs in md and i beleive youre in DC? maybe thats the difference.

[Tani]

I suspect the name had to be changed from Salmon and Shrimp because the amount of actual shrimp in the paste was almost non-existent. I couldn't taste any shrimp and found all the flavours pretty bland and unappetizing to be frank. I believe regulations came in to stop this kind of misrepresentation, at least in the UK, in the same way that crab sticks had to be renamed ocean sticks, and veal and ham pie was changed to gala pie.

I expect some people will call it 'woke' and another irritation of modern life that companies had to start being more honest about the contents of the food they produced, to protect the consumer, but you can't please everyone.

Love,

Caz
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One of Agatha Christie's Poirot novels hinged on the fact that all fish pastes taste the same lol. So it's definitely not a new thing

[Tani]

Not really an irritation but more of a head scratcher. Panhandlers who stand on the median strip of the highway begging for money. I guess they think that when the cars stop at the light they have a captive audience. I don't think I have ever seen anyone in a car giving them money. Seems like a lot of work for such little results.

c.d.

Never seen this in the UK. It seems very dangerous.

[c.d.]

Not really an irritation but more of a head scratcher. Panhandlers who stand on the median strip of the highway begging for money. I guess they think that when the cars stop at the light they have a captive audience. I don't think I have ever seen anyone in a car giving them money. Seems like a lot of work for such little results.

c.d.

[c.d.]

Joggers who jog in place on the corner while they are waiting for a walk sign or traffic. Yeah, I know they want to keep their heart rate up but it always looks so damn affected. "Hey, look at me. I'm jogging" Yeah, **** you. I got your jogging right here.

c.d.

[Herlock Sholmes]

That could well be the reason Caz. I did wonder whether it might have been a financial decision? I don’t know if shrimps are particularly expensive?

[caz]

I suspect the name had to be changed from Salmon and Shrimp because the amount of actual shrimp in the paste was almost non-existent. I couldn't taste any shrimp and found all the flavours pretty bland and unappetizing to be frank. I believe regulations came in to stop this kind of misrepresentation, at least in the UK, in the same way that crab sticks had to be renamed ocean sticks, and veal and ham pie was changed to gala pie.

I expect some people will call it 'woke' and another irritation of modern life that companies had to start being more honest about the contents of the food they produced, to protect the consumer, but you can't please everyone.

Love,

Caz
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[Herlock Sholmes]

Oh wow!

Shipham's paste. That's a blast from the past.

My dad used to have that in his (very smelly as I recall!) work sandwiches.

Either that or corned beef, spam or tongue.

No wonder I went veggie as an eleven year old!!!

I used to like Sardines and Tomato which I think that they still do. I haven’t had it for years though.

[Ms Diddles]

When I was younger Tani it was always Salmon and Shrimp paste. I wonder what happened to the shrimp? Possibly too expensive to keep adding?

Just found someone else asking the same question.

https://www.cookingbites.com/threads...imp-paste.116/

Oh wow!

Shipham's paste. That's a blast from the past.

My dad used to have that in his (very smelly as I recall!) work sandwiches.

Either that or corned beef, spam or tongue.

No wonder I went veggie as an eleven year old!!!

[Tani]

When I was younger Tani it was always Salmon and Shrimp paste. I wonder what happened to the shrimp? Possibly too expensive to keep adding?

Just found someone else asking the same question.

https://www.cookingbites.com/threads...imp-paste.116/

Sadly must have disappeared as in all my 29 years I've never heard of it and I grew up eating all the pastes. Sad!

I'm such a damn northerner tho and will continue eating Fray Bentos pies and corned beef hash

[Herlock Sholmes]

I will continue eating salmon paste until I die.

Those who think it quaint are bizarre

Modern sandwiches have about 50 ingredients - who needs that!

When I was younger Tani it was always Salmon and Shrimp paste. I wonder what happened to the shrimp? Possibly too expensive to keep adding?

Just found someone else asking the same question.

https://www.cookingbites.com/threads/whatever-happened-to-salmon-and-shrimp-paste.116/

[Tani]

I will continue eating salmon paste until I die.

Those who think it quaint are bizarre

Modern sandwiches have about 50 ingredients - who needs that!

[Dupin]

My parents tried to put me in reins.

I think this thought occurred to them after my attempted escape from Belle Vue Zoo. I had been taken, aged 3, as a special treat. I was appalled by the condition of the elephants, chained at the foot, and stamping in ennui in their own pungent detritus. But worse was the lion's cage. It was barely big enough to let the lion turn around for a six foot march before turning again. I screamed "what has he done wrong?" and ran off. My escape was terminated by the large and heavy door with its ornate gilded handle: too high for me to reach.

And shortly afterwards I was told I had a present. I liked presents. I had had one once: a large tipping truck made of red and yellow plastic. It had mysteriously disappeared a day after I was given it. Maybe this present would be less ephemeral. It was laid on my bed, long and resplendent in blue leather. No one needed to say anything: I realised what the intention was and began to chant "I am not a lion". I kept that up for quite a while I recall. The present was never seen or mentioned again.