Culinary disconnect

When I call on an elderly aunt who lives by herslef I usually take some food.

More often than not it’s something which can be frozen if she doesn’t want to eat it in the next day or two.

One of the something’s I’ve often taken is a picnic pie.

But  when chatting with another aunt recently I discovered this particular culinary offering wasn’t being appreciated because Aunt 1 didn’t like picking all the paper from round the pie.

Paper? Aunt 2 wondered.

Then the penny dropped – Aunt 1 hadn’t come across filo pastry before and had mistaken it for baking paper.

2 Responses to Culinary disconnect

  1. gravedodger says:

    The mysteries of a changing world.
    An old catholic bachelor from my childhood was invited by a neighbor for afternoon tea and the good lady offered amongst the fare Butterfly cakes complete with whipped cream in the cutout and of course the paper patty pans. The hostess was somewhat uncertain as to how to respond when old Frank ate it paper and all and of course having no wish to offend, managed the task with aplomb.

  2. Megs says:

    how sweet 🙂

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: