Fredericka - yes, I lived in black pudding country but not too many people actually seemed to eat it any more. The Scots seem to eat a bit more of the interesting stuff - I like a bit of haggis, and my father was forcefed tripe (cow’s stomach) when a child although he claims to be emotionally scarred from the experience.
Big Dunc - you’re Scottish aren’t you? Don’t tell me you’d turn down a nice steaming bit of haggis?
I actually like all the food in your 80s dinner menu - proves how sophisticated I am. The secret for making the Marie rose sauce for the prawn cocktail is to mix equal quantities of tomato ketchup and salad cream - none of that posh mayonnaise stuff.
I once KP’d under a pub ‘chef’ who thought that by putting sugar and vinegar into anything, it would become curry. When customers came in and ordered food late, he’d take revenge by putting two whole bulbs worth of garlic into their garlic dip.
My version of real British food:
Fresh-baked home-cooked meat and vegetable pie - use 50/50 wholemeal/white flour for extra texture and nutty flavour.
Baked, chipped , boiled Jersey Royal or mashed any kind of potatoes; plenty of butter and black pepper in the mash.
Home-made Christmas pudding - a light-year away from the sickly supermarket version.
Rabbit stew with optional dumplings - sorry Bugs.
Yorkshire puddings with onion gravy.
Apple and blackcurrant crumble.
Trifle - use real cream, real cake, fresh peaches and real sherry.
Wash it down with a nice glass of scrumpy (farmhouse cider) or a real beer. Finish it all off with a decent Scotch.