Indeed. Ground pork, onions, gravy - that kind of thing. Faggot in the same vein as "faggot of wood", to whit a bundle of off-cuts. Faggots are frequently made of offal and less entertaining bits - me, I'm a rib-eye steak kinda guy, never did have a lot of time for offal. Too gamey for me.
There were TV ads for Brain's Faggots until the mid-to-late 80s here in the Uck. They looked much more appealing than I assume such as thing would be (cheapest possible meatball, and all that), but I seem to recall some low-brow tittering even then.
Me: "I'm just popping out for a fag". Coworker: "What a waste, I thought you were straight."
Me: *looking up from sketchbook* I've made a mistake. Can I borrow a rubber? Coworker: "If you've already made the mistake, sugar, it's too late for the rubber."
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This appears to be something the Brits eat. Mr. Twain, you were so right.
OK, but why "pork"?
ReplyDeleteTurk, sounds like reference to "long pig" to me. Like Roberta said, wrong on so many levels.
ReplyDeleteThey are a form of meat balls in a rich gravy very nice had them many times during the winter.
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Ground pork, onions, gravy - that kind of thing. Faggot in the same vein as "faggot of wood", to whit a bundle of off-cuts. Faggots are frequently made of offal and less entertaining bits - me, I'm a rib-eye steak kinda guy, never did have a lot of time for offal. Too gamey for me.
ReplyDeleteThere were TV ads for Brain's Faggots until the mid-to-late 80s here in the Uck. They looked much more appealing than I assume such as thing would be (cheapest possible meatball, and all that), but I seem to recall some low-brow tittering even then.
Oh, the derivation makes British-langauge sense; it's a fine example of "divided by a common language." There, a tasty treat; here, a mean epithet.
ReplyDeleteThe treats themelves can't be worse than some of the other things people eat.
...What bother's me is the "Mr. Brain's" brand. Eeee.
Arf.
ReplyDeleteAge 21. Location: Rhode Island.
Me: "I'm just popping out for a fag".
Coworker: "What a waste, I thought you were straight."
Me: *looking up from sketchbook* I've made a mistake. Can I borrow a rubber?
Coworker: "If you've already made the mistake, sugar, it's too late for the rubber."
*facepalm*
mmm. than there's that can of Heinz "Spotted Dick" for dessert.
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