Friday, 21 October 2022

Trolley 537


Two more M&S food hall trolleys, medium size, captured at the top of the Kokoro passage. I left the larger one, just visible behind the railings, for someone else.

While I was in M&S, I took the opportunity to see what they had in the saucisson sec department. There was such a department, housed in one of those stacks of wicker or wicker-like baskets which seem to be de rigueur in supermarkets for this sort of thing. But the sausage came from a variety of countries, seemingly not including France. Spanish, German, Polish and so forth. Not my sort of thing at all.

Then I tried Waitrose a bit further along. Their basket could do French, along with Spanish, but it was all the flavoured stuff involving things like truffles and walnuts. Again, not my sort of thing at all.

Pandering to youthful taste buds reared on beef burgers awash with bacon, cheese, sauces and worse. Youth who find saucisson sec by itself too bland, despite being nearly all meat, that is to say pork, and awash with unhealthy flavourings and preservatives. 

With a related annoyance being the instructions on these sausages to keep them in the refrigerator. When the main point of them, at least in the beginning, was that they looked after themselves. A good way to keep your pig going until the next one was ready, from the days before refrigerators (or central heating) were invented. All kinds of other foods suffer from the same problem these days. For example, jam.

From where I associate to the far-off occasion in a tent in the far south of France when the saucisson sec hung from the ridge pole melted during the course of the day, leaving the skin with a few bits and pieces still hanging there, with a large puddle of melted fat on the ground below. Luckily, there was a good outdoor restaurant in Port Grimaud next door, then only recently invented as a second division alternative to first division St. Tropez. So we did not go hungry.

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