That Lovable Rogue Del Boy Trotter

 

 

He really is the champion of bending the law within an inch of a snap, but this amazing character has a firm spot in the hearts of many an Englishman. His name is synonymous with beguiling cheek and rakish outrageous charm. I suspect that his name is used regularly by many to describe living close to the edge as far as law abiding is concerned, ‘doing a bit of a Del boy…’

 

It’s amazing how powerful TV and movie characters are, heroes or villains, the actors often become them and when seen in the flesh it is as if you are meeting the character.  In truth the character obviously doesn’t exist but when seen in the street I’m sure Sir David Jason is more commonly known as Del than Sir David. It was exactly this that led me to ask Sir David if he would like one of our luxury picnic hampers, A Gourmet Trotter. A gift of a great Trotter to an even greater Trotter. Imagine my surprise when in reply to a tentative tweet Sir David responded with ‘They do look delicious! Please donate your kind offer to a local charity to raffle in my name.’

 

So, my plan is to run a bit of a survey to find out which, in your opinion, would be the most suitable charity to benefit from this kind offer. They would have to be having a fundraising event in the near future to which we could add the Trotter as an auction prize. So if you have a worthy cause you support please add a comment to this blog with the name of the charity and why they should benefit from the proceeds of an auction. The nominee will receive a picnic blanket from The Gourmet Trotter Company by way of thanks.  www.gourmet-trotter.co.uk

 

October 24th, 2012 | 0 comments | Read More >>

Humping The Hamper

These days of ‘political correctness’ taken to extremes, tend to bring out the worst in me.  I have always been mischievous but just managed to keep the right side of the law or, some would say, not get caught. And a head line from The Telegraph 18th October 2012 shows I am not the only one. How about this quote from The Other Trotter…Del Boy himself!!

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/celebritynews/9262146/Sir-David-Jason-Political-correctness-is-killing-the-British-sense-of-humour.html

Sir David Jason: Political correctness is killing the British sense of humour

I am renowned for my acerbic and quit wit and I certainly enjoy pushing the boundaries of correctness with the odd tongue in cheek expression.  Whilst I appreciate great offence can be caused by the inconsiderate word, this is never my intention. I am, as I say, mischievous, not malicious, but if I ever had a mule I would call it Muffin. Even though Muffin The Mule may be a sexual offence I really don’t see how any mule can be offended. I would be more offended by being a cross between a donkey and horse than having a name like Muffin!


But, the question arises, is Humping the Hamper too risqué an expression when used to praise our luxury mobile Gourmet Totters. Humping the hamper it is not but we have used this ‘tag line’ often to describe why the Trotter is the answer to all you folk out there who would like to picnic with a little style more than three feet from your car. There is no getting away from it:- Hampers are wonderful but horribly heavy and impractical. They are an impossible shape to carry, your Tarte Tartin will not resemble its initial beauty on your arrival, it will be an upside-down cake! Hampers are an awkward shape to pack. Which of you have square plates and glasses, bottles and relish jars? It is true, in order to move them they have to be ‘humped’. I once tried putting an umbrella through the handle and each of us hold one end, good in theory, but, as my other half is over six foot, did not work terribly well.

So humping the hamper is what you have to do! Definitions vary on the dictionary used but To Hump is apparently slang for (amongst other things!!!) haul, carry or lift. In my Thesaurus the main entry is To Convey. So to all you people out there with a poised ‘Tutt’, all I can say is that you have a mucky mind or have too many dogs and are used to your leg being the innocent victim of said expression.

October 18th, 2012 | 0 comments | Read More >>

Whisky in the Trotter-O

Having just had the wettest, grottiest summer in history, it is none too difficult to switch the mind to winter belly warmers…of the liquid and posh nosh type rather than the 3 star rated ribbed thermal extra-long  vest. Time enough for them when I hibernate in January.

Right now, at this time of year, as Halloween approaches and all things rustic take on a quintessential charm, it’s time to lay down some layers of protection  from Mr Jack Frost. It’s time to shoot for your supper, and, in order to expand on the concept of Meals on Wheels for The Posh, we have The Gourmet Trotter.

The great and ancient sport of shooting is, to me, synonymous with Autumn, even the Tweed fits in beautifully with my colour scheme of greens and oranges, pumpkins and whisky. Striding over the damp grasses through the misty morning to your shoot pulling The Galloway Trotter, conjures up a very comforting picture, and what better way to help you get your eye in, than a Wee Dram graciously served from our clever glasses.

A wee dram is what Scottish people call affectionately their favourite beverage. “Wee” means small and “dram” is a measure for spirits. A wee dram means a small glass full of distilled spirit and in Scotland a “wee dram” is therefore the synonym for a glass full of whisky. Apparently, whisky tumblers should be made from clear glass, be wide and low and have a sturdy look, I rest my case……But I digress!

If you are in the company of friends you have shot with before I think the most wonderful compliment to pay them would be to share with them the birds from your last shoot particularly if they are from your guest’s estate.

I have been sent a wonderful recipe from The ladies from The Chelsea Bun Club www.ladies-shooting.com which to my mind would fit the bill and look terrific served up in our stainless steel storage bowls together with some hot roasties and ‘neeps all wrapped in tinfoil to keep deliciously warm

Easy Peasy Partridge Curry

Cooking time 10 mins in the pan and 35 in the oven.

Meat from approx 4 or 5 Partridge breasts, cubed into desired size (I like mine fairly chunky!) (you can also marinate overnight in curry paste for extra kick and flavour)
3 or 4 tablespoons of oil
3 large chopped/diced onions
A jar of curry paste (spiciness are up to you)
A small piece of ginger, that has been minced.
1 x tin of peeled tomatoes
1 pint of stock (chicken is usually the best)
A small handful of fresh coriander – chopped finely
A small handful of flaked almonds
½ can of coconut juice
A small handful of split cardamom seeds.

  1. Chop the onions and ginger and fry in a hot pan, then add the cardamom and the curry paste. Add the meat, with the intention of sealing it and infusing flavours.
  2. Warm a large casserole dish in the oven with some of the oil in. Transfer pan contents to the hot dish, then add the stock and tin of tomatoes. Cook for about 30 minutes (check after 15). Make sure the partridge is fully cooked.
  3. Once pretty much finished, stir in the coconut milk, the almonds and give it another five minutes
  4. Et voila – enjoy! A nice and easy, hearty winter warmer. I’m off for some food!!!!

 

 

 

October 11th, 2012 | 0 comments | Read More >>

Lost In Translation!

A few weeks ago I was explaining to Kenny, my Chinese agent that the style of the glasses in The Trotter were very important, and going forwards this was going to be of paramount importance. He is a very polite man and very respectful.  I was trying to explain the subtleties of how the flavour of a fine wine or celebratory drink such as champagne could be enhanced by the quality of drinking glass. I knew without doubt he had absolutely NO IDEA what my point was but I could ‘hear him nodding’ over the phone with enthusiasm and the willingness to please was almost tangible.
Always willing to go the extra mile,he took it upon himself to source some different glasses that he thought would ‘fit the bill.’
I know it is a different culture and I fully respect this, but when you see the attached picture you will see that some concepts really are ‘lost in translation.’
Our ‘strap line’ is ‘Innovative Alfresco Dining’, but these glasses are just a little too innovative for our discerning customer who shops at such stores as Harvey Nichols and Fortnum & Mason.
We pride ourselves on our elegant and luxurious picnics and we think we have sourced white linen napkins, bone china plates, tasteful cutlery and glassware to compliment a lavish outdoor event such as a country shoot, opera at Glyndebourne or ‘A Day at the Races’
I cant really imagine the landed gentry or county squires sipping their sloe gin shots out of these cheeky little numbers. I wonder whether Her Majesty The Queen ‘would or would not be amused??’
I have to say it was with a tongue in cheek that I gently had to explain to my agent why these might not ‘quite be the ticket!’

October 3rd, 2012 | 0 comments | Read More >>