Toastie Tasting Two
There are more important things than having a 100% mobile van. The Beast still doesn’t technically work, but he is now booked in with a specialist who is confident he can perform the required procedure. The surgery needed is a new engine. Doggedly clinging to necessary optimism: this is a good thing, because with a new motor he will be far more reliable and will not puff quite such large clouds of black smoke over people. While that is still a work in progress we have turned our attention to beer, toasties and having our mates over to see which of our new creations are most likely to cause excitement, moreish feelings and the inexplicable desire to photograph what you’re eating. The Toastie Menu. 4 Cheese Supreme, made with caramelised onions,...
Tasting the Toasties
I have been talking round the subject of toasties for quite some time, and we have recently finally acquired the means to make them happen and have set about making them great. The first step, as is the tradition, is the tasting. It’s been the cornerstone of Jabberwocky R&D right from the start, and every time we do it the information seems to get better. There are, we found, several crucial factors that could cause problems down the line, corroborated by further research from our survey, the infographic of which is still awaiting my pleasure. It boils down to this: People are wary of new foods, odd foods and unfamiliar foods. Interested, but wary. Once tasted and suitably impressed they are happy to part with cash, but getting through that first...
Getting To Know You
Well it’s been a while, I think we should get to know one another a little better if you’re comfortable with that. As I’m not entirely sure how many of you there are, or if you would get along with each other, it’s probably best if we meet in private, and it’s so much more romantic. I would like to propose an intimate little question and answer round, rather like speed dating without the wine. Or the other people nearby. Or the timed conversation. Or the awkward silences. It’s probably more like a questionnaire. In fact I think we’re pretty safe in calling it that. I had an epiphany a few days ago a little like the one with the carrot, when I suddenly realised that the internet is actually a big place, full of people, and...
Part Deux
Friends, Romans, countrymen. Doctors, IT consultants and gardeners. Ornithologists, philatelists and train-spotters. Miscreants, vagabonds and people called Rupert, it is time. I only wish we could have done more. Let me begin, therefore, with an apology for not having more room, more time and more money. If strangers posted anonymous cash donations through our door once in a while, we would not be in this situation. We are embarking on our second Jabberwocky tasting, and plying a few of you good folk with food, in the hopes that we will learn something from it. Whatever wisdom does seep forth I will be sure to share with you, even origin-of-the-universe-stuff, should it come up. I find myself in a rather poetic mood today, which appears to be influencing the need...
Food for thoughts
A recent survey has shown brownie, cooked to Barny’s Mum’s recipe and served in a styrofoam cup, to be the worlds most successful snack from a van. I know this because last night we had a bunch of friends round, installed Barny in the kitchen and becooked them. The plan was to exchange free food for challenging and thoughtful criticism, by means of the ever-trusted survey sheet. Mostly yesterday involved lots of cooking, or for me washing up, as Barny embarked on his eternal crusade to use every kitchen utensil we own in one sitting. We chopped and grated and sliced and battered and kneaded and whisked from the crack of noon right up until the last cupful had been downed, then tried not to panic as our guests discussed the finer nuances of sauce and...
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