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October 25, 2011


George Pal

...spotted Dick, jam roly poly, treacle sponge, Sussex Pond...

The trouble with English cuisine, seems to me, is not in the nature of it but the nomenclature.

Mrs. P

Hahahahahahahaha. True, very true.

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