I love a saveloy
They take me back to my school days when me and my mate Lisa used to get £1 dinner money each.
We'd pool our resources and buy fags, chips and a saveloy to share
Steam is your friend when it comes to heating saveloys. A colander over a pan of water. Never split. And use decent savs. Not the fluorescent fucking pink things stuffed with pigs eyebrows but the orangey brown ones with real smoked meat in. Incidentally, The Fryers Delight chippy on Theobalds Road sell the real McCoy .Fucking handsome slavered with mustard.
I'm also thinking that I don't ever remember eating a Savoy. I mean they sound grim, but I like most sausages, so really feel like I should have at least tried one.
My colleagues were mocking me just this morning for never having eaten a saveloy. I detest frankfurters though and they look like big fucking frankfurters so I think I'll give them a miss anyway.
I have now broken my saveloy virginity and can confirm that it does just taste like a big fucking frankfurter with a bit of white pepper chucked in and I won't be bothering again.
I have now broken my saveloy virginity and can confirm that it does just taste like a big fucking frankfurter with a bit of white pepper chucked in and I won't be bothering again.
I rate the chippy in question very highly (its in E14, not out our way) and colleagues tell me their saveloys are particularly good. I suppose it could have been a shit one but I don't like frankfurters anyway.
One of my dads favourite excuses when I was little and he was spewing up after a day out at the races drinking a fucking huge amount of booze when im outside the toilet asking him if he's OK. "Yeah i,m alright boy. Must have been a fucking bad saveloy or something."
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