The Guardian declares war on the Sunday roast

A time will come when the Guardian declares war on your favourite food. The lefty bible has so far deemed HP sauce to be the condiment of ‘the establishment’, tea drinkers to be on the same level as ‘colonialism and the class system’ and barbecues to be approaching racist.

  • Dan Howe

    The Grauniad is out there, sometimes.

  • Drunk_by_Noon

    My dietary habits must make me look like the worst person in the world.
    Hitler was a vegetarian, so let’s burst that bubble that food choices (unless you are a urban neo-cannibal) have any ethical reflection to them what-so-ever.

    • He also liked dogs and had a girlfriend;)

      • Waffle

        Two — let’s not forget Unity Mitford

      • dance…dancetotheradio

        And didn’t eat his dogs like Obama did in Dreams From My Father.

        • mauser 98


          • dance…dancetotheradio


    • dance…dancetotheradio

      The Sunday Roast is a culturally important English meal.
      My Mom said when she was a kid the grease from the Sunday Roast was very important because of rationing.
      They would run out of butter during the week and use the drippin’ from the Roast as a substitute like margarine.
      Fried bread is still eaten occasionally in my house.
      As is bread n’ drippin’ which is burnt toast buttered with bacon fat.

      • mauser 98

        one did not waste around my mother and father… war , depression, tough times never left them
        the waste in our society now sickened them… mom was right

  • eMan14

    Well… I’m having bbq’d steak tonight. And loving it.

  • Surele Surele

    From my cold hands…

  • canminuteman

    The people at the guardian are mentally ill. Don’t take them seriously. I encourage you to point at them and laugh.

  • The Butterfly

    I’m glad no one eats butterflies.

  • Sharkibark

    There doesn’t seem to be a link to the article or is it broken?

  • Norman_In_New_York

    The Guardian editors subsist on bran and fiber.

    • dance…dancetotheradio

      And unicorn farts.

  • mauser 98

    there is no appeasing these global warming whacks… they want to kill us..they will not rest

  • First-World people have too much time on their hands.

  • Frances

    Back in the day, we always had a Sunday roast beef. Four pounds. Sliced thin and served hot Sunday; sliced thin and served cold the next few days; put through the food grinder and turned into spaghetti sauce Thursday. Dad got roast beef sandwiches for his lunch pail.

    Given Dad – a teacher – made little more than the labourers at the nearby smelter, I don’t think our roast beef was overly establishment. True, our origins are British, but that weekly roast was a thrifty choice.

    • Blacksmith

      We did a pork Roast Monday and I think we will finish it tonight in a shredded pork BBQ sauce, with fresh garden Green beans.