I am in England, still, and having fun. I am
travelling between major locations by train, which I like, because I can enjoy
the scenery and can’t get lost. Navigation is not one of my strong points. Most
of the small number of journeys I am making this time last only a couple of
hours, so provisioning is not a big deal. It would be a very big deal, if I was
taking longer journeys however, as the little food I have purchased at stations
and trains over the years does not leave me slobbering for more.
The novelist Anthony Trollope understood this, when
he wrote:
The
real disgrace of England is the railway sandwich - that whited sepulchre, fair
enough outside, but so meagre, poor, and spiritless within, such a thing of
shreds and parings, with a dab of food.
I know that many of you miss the
daily quotation which used to be appended to the bottom of every post. I know
because I still get emails of mild complaint. I may return to the habit, but it
was taking longer to find an un-used quotation than it was to write a post, and
something had to give. Railway food, and particularly railway sandwiches are,
however, an irresistible subject for pithy quotes, so I give you a few choice examples
below. They seem to indicate rather strongly that the American railway sandwich
is also not prized by travelers, nor is the Canadian.
The apples of Sodom, which are generally understood to have
been in reality railway
sandwiches ... (Pearson’s
Magazine, Britain, 1898)
At Springfield, yesterday, Representative Mitchell introduced
a bill “defining sleeping cars as hotels.” He should introduce another “defining railway sandwiches as paving material.”
Railroad Digest, Vol. 3 (U.S.A. 1893)
The Romans had not always been careful to remove the sandals
from the feet of their captives, and these had been as hard for the dragon to
digest as railway
sandwiches are
for us. (John L. Stoddard’s Lectures,
1899.)
The
railway sandwich Mr. McGee said, could be used as an example of a plot to drive
away rail passengers. “These sandwiches consist of two pieces of bread ingeniously
designed to turn into lumps of lead after they have been swallowed, filled with
a microscopic film of what appears to be lard, but what is probably uncolored
margarine.” An example of the sandwich situation was “a piece of the most tired
cheese it has ever been my misfortune to consume.” One could have ham instead,
but these sandwiches were “about as pleasurable and delightful to eat as an old
piece of shoe leather. (Ottawa, House of
Commons, May 19, 1961)
I
was inspired, if that is not too lofty a word, to make railway food a topic for
today’s post by the following little recipe. I assume, because it is a small
pudding, that it was not an item to be purchased at a railway station café, but
was made at home in preparation for the journey, to enable that little ordeal
to be avoided.
Railway
Puddings (Ireland.)
Required,
two ounces of butter beaten with a teacupful of flour; add a teacupful of
castor sugar, a small tablespoonful of baking powder, half a teacupful of milk,
and one egg. Bake fifteen to twenty minutes on two flat tins. Spread with jam
and fold over.
Pot-luck,
or The British home cookery book (1915.)
1 comment:
You should see the ones they sell in Buenos Aires! They are alive!
Gabriela
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