Also the top secret headquarters of the fledgling Bell of Lost Souls League of Fatties.
I myself count myself as a fattie. I may not have the girth, but I have the appetite!
And these thoughts got my mind turned to comfort foods. For some, it's a memory of a cherished holiday. For me? Absolutely 100% Granny Allan and Granny Robinsons' cooking (respective sides of my family, not some bizarre liberal set up intended to irk the Daily Mail).
Granny Robinson? Fish and Chips. Man she knows how to fry good fish, and I'm happy to say she's passed the recipe on to my brother and I. White fish fillet, seasoned flour dredge, dip in a beaten egg, then coat in Paxo golden breadcrumbs. Shallow Fry until done. Absolutely beautiful! I do my own chips from scratch. Granny Robinson deep fries oven chips (goodbye arteries, hello tasty!)
Granny Allan? Baking, baking, more baking, and Scottish Mutton Pie with baked beans and pickled beetroot. Absolutely glorious! She's been gone around 22 years now, but I still miss her and her baking/cooking (I know, sappy, but screw you. She's my Granny!)
How about you?