Which is the best snack when sailing?

What - no votes for black pudding in a roll! You must be mad.

I have a nephew who often has a cold black pudding sandwich, in the car, on the way to work, for breakfast. I would have thought that even French farmers might balk at that! I certainly do.
 
The First Mate always manages to produce some baked produce just when it's needed.

The fruit cake is a particular fave, it'll keep a man going for ages.

All this cooking going on isn't producing a snack, that's what you are waiting for after the snack has minned you on a bit.
 
I know that the op was for snacks. But with talk of full on dinners at sea, I cannot praise these thermal cook pot things enough! Ten minutes on a stove top and a few hours later - a full on dinner produced from a locker. Really does make it possible on a Topper, without melting a six inch hole through the deck :)

BTW - some of the snack combos! Have you checked for pregnancy? :D
 
Got to say, Pete, I'm not that impressed. That photo says...oh, so many things...

...the bed still unmade at dinner-time :eek:...the rather chaotic forepeak, the psycho-blade sliding round scratching the fiddles as she heels, Crocodile Dundee's hat on the sofa when it should be on his head, the Man With One Brown Shoe leaving his footwear in the fo'c'sle...

...plus the blatant Sainsbury's product-placement, and a sad, single chopped onion in the foreground. And...is that a pot of gravy granules? Surely you use the juices, bones and remnants of some recent carnivorous banquet, to make a hearty stock, sir? No? :eek:

The wash behind my Topper used to be like Downton Abbey's trash-can...pheasant feathers, oyster-shells, asparagus...

What's the prize going to be? If I'm photographed, sautéing scallops & chorizo, gently stirring a spash of retsina into a jug of tzatziki, whilst trapezing and adjusting both the mainsheet and my cummerbund and the centreboard simultaneously, do I win? :)

Hilarious; made me spit cake all over the computer.
Haven't read all the posts and this may already be on here but: butter two slices of bread then make a cheese and pickle sarnie but with the buttered sides on the outside. Put in a hot frying pan until brown and sizzling. Repeat until feeling slightly sick.
 
Dunno why but apples always take fantastic at sea. Anyway, one of my fave butties is corned beef with lashings of english mustard and branston pickle!

You forgot the fresh sliced tomatoes in the butty, and corned beef hash(mash topped, onions mixed in, dash of Woucester sauce, sliced toms/apples on top) cooks itself in an oven or Square fry pan with lid too:D

Of course, if you're sailing from Corfu to Dubrovnik in a bumpy October, helping a mate move his boat, and one of his mate's used to run a West Country Coach Station Cafe, then somewhere off the Albanian/Montenegrian coast, you get this for supper, with roast chicken fillets too:D
 
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Got to say, Pete, I'm not that impressed. That photo says...oh, so many things...

Well, f-ck you very much too :D

...the bed still unmade at dinner-time :eek:...the rather chaotic forepeak, the psycho-blade sliding round scratching the fiddles as she heels, Crocodile Dundee's hat on the sofa when it should be on his head, the Man With One Brown Shoe leaving his footwear in the fo'c'sle...

Of course the bed is un-made - if I made it, I wouldn't have a sofa, would I? The sheet and duvet unroll only when required. The knife isn't sliding around, it's been placed securely against the leeward fiddle while I took the photo. And "psycho-blade"? Possibly in comparison to the round-ended utensils the nurse lets you use, but perfectly normal outside. The Man With One Brown Shoe is me - although as a prudent sailor I do have a spare as well. I keep it on the other foot, ready for instant use.

Guilty as charged on Mick Dundee's hat though :)

...plus the blatant Sainsbury's product-placement, and a sad, single chopped onion in the foreground. And...is that a pot of gravy granules? Surely you use the juices, bones and remnants of some recent carnivorous banquet, to make a hearty stock, sir? No? :eek:

Only a single large onion needed for onion gravy for two people. And "sad"? It was fresh and positively perky in its shiny redness. Gravy granules - well, yes, but dinner on board the previous night (anchored in the Beaulieu river) had been a Mexican mince and rice dish with warm cornbread and you don't get a lot of bones and remnants out of that. The gravy was made using the potato water, in the pan the sausages and the onions were fried in, so it gained a little more body and flavour than comes out of the tub.

I look forward to the scallops and chorizo gently sauteed on an overweight windsurfer, though :)

Pete
 
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And who lives in a house like this. Looking through the keyhole the clues are liberally scattered around?
 
Well, f-ck you very much too :D

"psycho-blade"?

Guilty as charged on Mick Dundee's hat though :)

I suppose I should have said (Paul Hogan voice) "That's not a knife..." :rolleyes:

I hope you didn't take one syllable of mine, seriously? :eek: I'm just deeply, tragically envious.

You'll be most welcome to a bit of my Dejeuner sur Deck, when I've actually got a deck. :)
 
I hope you didn't take one syllable of mine, seriously?

Of course not. I tried to make that clear in my reply without compromising the mock-offended tone too much :)

My main reaction was one of disappointment that KS is coming out of the water for the last time in our ownership on Sunday, so I can't invite you to come and demonstrate your gastronavigation on board her. It wouldn't be quite the same on the new boat, which has more galley space than some student accommodation I've lived in on shore.

Pete
 
Got to say, Pete, I'm not that impressed. That photo says...oh, so many things...

...the bed still unmade at dinner-time :eek:...the rather chaotic forepeak, the psycho-blade sliding round scratching the fiddles as she heels, Crocodile Dundee's hat on the sofa when it should be on his head, the Man With One Brown Shoe leaving his footwear in the fo'c'sle...

...plus the blatant Sainsbury's product-placement, and a sad, single chopped onion in the foreground. And...is that a pot of gravy granules? Surely you use the juices, bones and remnants of some recent carnivorous banquet, to make a hearty stock, sir? No? :eek:

The wash behind my Topper used to be like Downton Abbey's trash-can...pheasant feathers, oyster-shells, asparagus...

What's the prize going to be? If I'm photographed, sautéing scallops & chorizo, gently stirring a spash of retsina into a jug of tzatziki, whilst trapezing and adjusting both the mainsheet and my cummerbund and the centreboard simultaneously, do I win? :)


Fabulous post! Reminds me of my Dazed Kipper course last month. Kev the Competent Crew cooked spaghetti carbonara for lunch - from scratch - NO PACKETS in a Force 7. He did get a bit upset when we kept him waiting to serve it up - there is only so many times you can say "15 minutes Kev, nearly there" trying to anchor, without enough space or water!! And before the trolls start and splits the thread, it is a well-protected anchorage!!


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