HMMmmm interesting ..we could start a new thread on preferred snack whilst playing online lol
Im quite partial to a jaffa cake
That old fella Tikay prob has a bag of werthers originals lol. Ariston will have GariBALDY's
and red dog strikes me as a wagon wheel type of guy ....as for Ironside ...hmmm well he prob just bites the tops of Irn-bru bottles, drinks the fluid then eats the glass...deep fried of course
Over to you lot....
This is all your fault Teacake, fancy bringing food up on a poker forum, (no pun intended) and Kev speculated about what I like to snack on whilst playing well...this is by no means complete list but it might give you some idea of my tastes
I like anything pastry based
Anything with meat in it
Things with chocolate on
Chips, (fish optional)
Pasta, all shapes/types
Toast, with little islands of unmelted butter
You know, this reminds me of a time, years ago, when my old mucker Jimmy Calladine and I were re sealing some corrugated chicken houses on a battery hen farm. Hundreds of them there were, and the stench was indescribable, everyone was sick on there first visit, but we didnt mind, we were earning a crust
Anyway, it was heavy, dirty work and too much for the two of us, so we employed about half a dozen lads on a day to day, cash in hand basis.
Now this chicken farm was out in the sticks, miles away from anywhere, which was just as well considering the smell, so we used to stop at a transport cafe on the way there and say to the lads, "eat whatever you want boys, there's nothing else untill we finish"
Well, this particular day we had a new guy, Trevor, stick thin he was, and about six foot seven tall. When he got into the cafe we couldnt believe it, he just ate everything in sight. Sausage egg and chips we had, he had a double portion with extra bread and butter, and after polishing it off in record time it was, "av yer finished wiv them chips" or "don't you want that sausage"
When we arrived at the farm we all piled out of the van, Trevor got one whiff of the terrible smell and promptly threw his guts up.
After a few minutes he regained his composure, wiped his eyes and stood back to admire his handywork. There, resting amongst the remains if his jettisoned breakfast, was almost a whole sausage.
" I'm not wasting that bugger" he said, and he scooped it up and ate it!
By the way Teacake, welcome to the forum.