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allenlondon | 14:11 Tue 10th Nov 2020 | ChatterBank
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Now this might bring harmony.

Bread and dripping, what a treat. And if you were lucky enough to get a spreading from the very bottom of the pot (all dark and jelly-like), bonanza!

Nowadays, meatless, I settle for the Italian peasants’ snack of olive oil poured over fresh bread. Delicious.
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Like all things taken in moderation it's not quite as bad for us as we might imagine, indeed it is growing in popularity again.

https://www.checkyourfood.com/ingredients/ingredient/79/beef-dripping
Mmm loved bread and dripping, used to have it at my Grandma's. I can almost taste it now and it's been many, many years since I had it. This thread has brought back happy memories.
Any residue from a fry up we dipped our bread into and put sauce on it. We called it dip.
Yum.
My granny knew my dad was the right man for my mum when asked if he’d like anything to eat he said bread and dripping.
We never had bread and dripping, but we often had bread and milk before we went to bed, and I always remember having to take it in turns with my brother for who was lucky enough to have the skin on the top of a bowl of custard before it was served,
Bread toasted on an open fire, then spread with dripping - ah the bliss of childhood days.
Georgie... bread and milk (and sugar) was called 'pobs' and it was a regular supper. The brown bit under the fat of roasting was called 'beef tea'. The fat in the frying pan after cooking bacon and eggs was real fat from the bacon (not the white slime that came more recently) and was called 'dip' and we dipped our bread in it. When the council melted huge vats of tar in the street to rapair the gaps between the cobbles, babies were taken out and dangled over the fumes for their health.
Sounds like a heart attack on a plate.
No allen, we still do bread and dripping here, oooop north. Lovely!
And we made ice lollies by leaving glasses of NHS orange juice outside the bedroom window with a twig stuck in; and we licked the Jack Frost off the inside of the glass to se who could do it longest without losing their tongue.
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Mum was fine, but not fastidious in culinary hygiene, so didn’t clarify our dripping pot that often - but that added to the joy of that bottom jelly: rich and very tasty!

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