Leftovers Lunch for Leftover Lunch!

Sunday lunch was ace! I have leftovers to prove it and here they are.

Basically it's slow roasted pork that's been marinaded over night on top of Onions, Garlic and Apple. It's been marinading in chilli flakes, mustard seeds, garlic, more onions, cider and white wine vinegar.

It was slow cooked for 4 hours and turned into Sloppy Joe sarnies with homemade spicy slaw.

There was enough left for one persons lunch today, so whilst MrsRabidbarfly was out...hehehe.

There was also some leftover spicy slaw so I was going to give it the Rabidbarfly treatment and do abso-fucking-lutely nothing to it. After all, it was good enough the first time round and it was certainly still good enough the second time round!

what makes it spicy? I hear you ask....

why the finely chopped chilli I added of course!

Now we get to the juncture that I cheated at. On Sunday MrsRabidbarfly had made, nay 'crafted' with her own fair hands, the buns that we used for the sandwiches. Now, me not having the time today, popped down to the shitty local tescburys and bought some buns.

I pan-fried the leftover pork until it was crispy (cooked, no salmonella here) stuck it in two buns and had the slaw on the side. Roberta's your Auntie!

Note the healthiness of the meal, brown bread, coleslaw errrr....never mind, it was tasty! Especially when paired with this.....BOOYA!

You can find the recipe I used for the pork and the slaw here on the BBCs website.

Beer and Snow Pairing

At the moment, London is covered in snow, like a lot of the country if the weather girls are to be believed. 

Bordering on the ridiculous, as usual. What beer would you drink during the Snopocalypse? After all a crisp layer of snow calls for a crisp beer! 

Why be obvious and go for an Imperial Russian Stout? It's unimaginative! I'm going for an IPA you all know and love (except you freaks out there and you know who you are), this IPA is so versatile that not only will it be matched with snow, it'll be matched with my pulled pork lunch(but more of that later)!

word to the wise though.....

Don't eat yellow snow. Don't step in brown snow.

What a Week!

And it's not even over yet!

First, British Guild of Beer Writers, Beer Writer of the Year, Ben McFarland goes all Metrosexual on us and declares the pint glass ugly and calls for some pretty glassware.
For the record, there is room for the pint glass and any other glassware that the Govt chooses to make legal and I also took great pleasure in offering to buy Ben a pint at The Bull in Highgate last night! I'm so hilarious.

Then our Government goes all PC and get rid of Slaters Top Totty off the bar in Strangers, the Parliament bar.
For the record there are much better beers with much better names out there, sorry Slaters but you just don't cut it for me.

As if that wasn't enough I've had a raging Beeriod all fucking day. Really not fair.
For the record. Fucking Ouch!


I've also just seen that the producers of The Hangover films are thinking of making it a trilogy.
Only three hangovers? Fucking amateurs!

Oh, What a Wonderful Life.

I have a bastard behind the eyes. I have the shakes. I am fucked. I have Panadol. I have Coffee and if I don't take them, I'm going to die.

It is of course, all my own fault, hangovers are rarely other people's fault, despite the twittering hashtags #blamewotsisname which people use nowadays and I find mildly annoying.

#blamemyself

In his book Man Walks Into a Pub, literary genius Pete Brown lists the different words for being pissed. Me in my less literary genius status am trying to think of various names for hangovers. Here are a few, if you have one you'd like to share, by all means do so.

'The gift that keeps on giving' - Neil Bowness
'The big wet dog' Boak and/or Bailey - WTF?
'DeadGhost' - Ghostie
'Hangin'
'Rough as nuts'
'a pig shat in my head'
'killed a few braincells last night'
'monged' - one of my staff that will remain nameless and no, I don't care what they do in their spare time ;)
'Cholera' - apparently this is what Graeme Coates calls his.
'Munted'
'Cunted'
'Beeriod' Thank you Nedley
'lotal trontal fobotamy' - Broadford Brewer - I can't even say that when I'm hangin'
'Like a cathedral' - One of Emmy's staff, lost in translation we think.
'Head like a bucket of wet sand' Raymond Chandler apparently via Boak and Bailey.
'Tom' because he causes so many of them - Chris Mair, which Tom?
'The Gremlin Boogie' PG Wodehouse via Boak and Bailey who seem to be getting well and truly into the spirit of this.
'The bad man' -Leigh
'Glynn' although Simon Johnson can't mean me, he added an extra N.
'Gazeboed' 'Cattled' 'it's Rabidbarflys fault' - Simon Bath thank you.
'we're fucked!' Chris 'Paladinofhelm Collins very good sir.
'Penmaenmwar' twitters CwrwLlyn
'La Quaglia' - Leo 

What do you call yours?

Stagger to the Olympics say Govt.

I don't usually read the free handout papers in the morning or the evening only because I am simply opposed to them becoming litter later on, they make the already dirty tubes and trains look even more filthy.

One story caught my eye over someone's shoulder this morning though and I found myself intrigued to the point of picking up one of these nasty litter-bombs.

Peter Hendy

On page 20 of the Metro this morning there's a story by Richard Hookham. Get a beer to stagger trips during the olympics says London's transport commissioner, Peter Hendy.  So The Govt are on our side all of a sudden! Well no actually, what this pencil pusher is saying is that if some of us go to the pub and stagger our trips on the already over-used ailing tube network that it will be able to cope better.

This toff is our Mayor, inspiring, isn't he?

Tory toff-twat BOJO also was also quoted in the same article as urging the Olympic Committee to get on the Jubilee line because 'they will love it!' Bollocks BOJO your over-used, aged tube system will not cope with the demands of the extra gazillions of commuters trying to wedge themselves into a steel vessel going at ridiculous speeds underground!

Also, is it only me who is cynical enough to believe that the unions will use the Olympics to hold the govt to ransom over their pay rate?


But back to the original story - the Govt are saying get to your Olympic events after you've had a skinful, after all, it'll be the only way to deal with the shit transport system of our fair capital. You wouldn't want to be sober on the Underground, would you?

Tap East anyone?

Brewdog Made Me Fatter!

Instead of doing my drunk diary this year I am trying to be a bit more healthy without telling you lot too much about it and boring you all senseless.

So me and Mrs Rabidbarfly got ourselves an exercise bike and I've used it pretty much every day since then. This week I've been going round a few breweries and helping them brew beer, nothing ground breaking or new about that I hear you say, well no and that's fine because it's hard work and it counts as exercise. I have also been using the bike.

Fatties beware!

So imagine my surprise then when I do my daily morning weigh-in yesterday to find I had gone from 80.1kg(12st, 8.6lb) to 80.6kg(12st, 9.7lb)! Shocking weight gain, so shocking I had to look over my diet for the day and I found one anomaly, a bottle of Brewdog Hardcore IPA! Not the McDonalds, the Hardcore IPA!!

It can be the only reason for such horrible obeseness! James Watt - you should be utterly ashamed of yourself, but then you probably already are, after all everybody can see behind that skinny, uber cool veneer is a self loathing chubster just screaming to get out. Half a kilo Damn You! Not the double helping of homemade Jerk chicken, The Brewdog!

So this is how you are trying to remain uber cool, by making the rest of us fatties?! Despicable!

If you keep on making such drinkable cheap(at the supermarket) beers then my diet will go to hell and I may have to bill you for a new liver.

Annual Leave

Now that you lot have had your holidays it's time for the less fortunate to have theirs. So with that in mind I have booked a week off work next week and I was wondering how to fill it. Here are some ideas I've had....

Bungee Jumping.

Bembom Bros in Margate.

Spending some more time with my twin baby God daughters - all together now, aaahhhhh.

Take the governments advice and not drink for two days of the week. All together now...hahahahahahahahahahaaha.....ha.

Join a gym. Ditto above.

Learn a language.

Plan my next holiday.

Watch some football.

Switch my phone off.

Read a few books.

You get the point, all lovely relaxing activites that normal people do on their hols. So what will I actually be doing during my annual leave I hear you ask.....?

Friday - Brodies Beer Fest at the Old Coffee House.

Saturday & Sunday - Not much, hangover probably, experimenting in the kitchen again....probably.

Monday - Visiting Camden Town Brewery for the first time.

Tuesday - Brewday at Lovibonds Brewery in Henley, I'm getting the 5.36am train out of paddington for this, it's an insane time to wake up on a week off but fuck it, it'll be fun!

Wednesday - Brewday at Kernel Brewery in Bermondsey.

Thursday - Brewday at Redemption Brewery in Tottenham.

Friday - Brewday at Brodies Brewery in Leyton - last time I was here Jamie and I got so pissed I can't remember what we brewed! Although I have a feeling it might have been the first batch of Hackney Red. I don't imagine this time will be much different in terms of drinking!

Saturday & Sunday - Not much, trying to recover my broken body from one of the breweries most likely!

So not much actual time off, but they say a change is as good as a holiday!