I see your sandwich thread and raise you.
Polony, or red pudding as we called, food of the gods or a load of old bolony??
Proper stuff from the butcher, not that nonsense from a supermarket, fried up on your brekie is a thing of joy.
Oh and the lard on bread mentioned earlier, surely you meant dripping on toast with salt and pepper.
Off to see my cardiologist now...
