In recent years so many pubs around where I live in north London have added a Thai food section. I can’t put my finger on why but I like my Thai food so I don’t really mind.

To the point, the Thai food menu in The Fox pub in Palmers Green has some unusual named options on the menu.

Pork or beef? Oh it's chicken

Pork or beef? Oh it's chicken

Firstly number 34, the Gaeng Khew Wan Gai, it appears to say you can order this as a pork or as a beef dish, but when you read on it then appears to be a chicken dish. Confused? I am.

Ahh the classic Like A Virgin dish.

Ahh the classic Like A Virgin dish.

Now there are only 2 dishes on the entire menu that don’t have a Thai name. Can you guess which classics they are? You guessed it – it’s number 41, “Like A Virgin” and number 30, “Quack Quack Curry.”

mmmm Quack Quack Curry

mmmm Quack Quack Curry

Now even more bizarrely is how you order the Thai food in The Fox. You would think you just go to bar and order some food just like you would for any other food this pub serves. You would be wrong. In fact you can only order the Thai food from this one short woman who wonders around the pub – and guess what she’s Thai.

Yes it is true, you can only order the Thai food from the Thai woman and nowhere else.

I fancy a little theme might develop for a few posts – a food theme. So to continue here’s something that really irritates me. I want to eat healthier and I would like to eat more fish. Simple enough.

Now my problem with salmon is the little bones you find in there, when I eat a meal I don’t expect much I just want to be able to eat it without choking to death or get food poisoning. With salmon you purchase from the fridge section in your supermarket – there are often bones left in there – it has got to the point I refuse to eat this type of salmon.

Hang on though, you can buy boneless fish from supermarkets too? Genius. My problems are solved!

Boneless salmon

Boneless salmon

Oh wait even though it says it is boneless, just like the salmon that doesn’t state it is boneless, it has the same warning message on the back of the packet saying there could be bones in this product!! So how can it be boneless – this is not true and surely breaking advertising regulations somewhere.

Oh wait it's not boneless!

Oh wait it's not boneless!

If I sold non-alcoholic beer so someone could drink it and then drive home safely and not under the influence, but actually put on the back of the can “this product may contain alcohol,” and they drunk several cans of this supposedly non-alcoholic beer and then crashed and injured themselves I would expect to be in a lot of trouble. And rightly so.

So can we actually have actual boneless salmon please.

The Polo food shop is opposite Liverpool Street station – great for cheap dirty food. Now quite often I had this same thought running through my head, that one time, feeling a little drunk and silly, I decided to ask the cashier.

Sausage roll or sausage roll?

Sausage roll please...

Sausage roll please...

Now you see these 2 food items were right next to each other, even if you point at them it would be difficult to tell which one you want. I said I want see if you know which one I wanted from just saying sausage roll. He guessed wrongly – but he knew what I was onto something.

Or a sausage roll please?

Or a sausage roll please?

I asked wouldn’t it be better to call the one a sausage bap? Then you would know what the difference was – he replied “I don’t need to, I know which one the customer wants.”

Well I’m not being funny I replied but you just didn’t know what I wanted so that surely can’t be true!

I recently got told by one of my close friends – I shall not name her for the embarrassment this post may cause – has problems while going to the toilet and being in the bath. What possible logical explanation could there be?

Well obviously, she often has panic attacks that a shark may come out of the plug hole in the bath and up the toilet while sat on it. If this happens she has to immediately get out of the bathroom and go into another room, compose herself before returning to the shark infested waters of her bathroom. Unbelievable. How old is she? 5? 12? No 24 years old.

I would like to add I can understand unusual phobias, after all, I do have a ridiculous phobia of tuna, I can’t even touch an unused can – but a shark coming out of your bath’s plug hole – it could be stretching things.

A while ago, infact post 111, I mentioned how the number 111 had taken over certain sections of my life. Well since then there have been many more sightings and experiences of this phenomenon I want to share. So here are a few of them…

A local shop

A local shop

After talking at work how I kept seeing 111 and the general feeling was I was looking for it so I saw it more often I then went to get some food for lunch. Low and behold opposite Square Pie was this sign!

Lovely boat

Lovely boat

This photo was taken when we were walking around the harbour in Brighton.

Table 111

Table 111

This spot was brilliant. We were in a spoons in central London and for half hour there were no tables free in the entire place. Eventually some people left and we immediately grabbed that table. We were sat down for awhile before we decided to get some food. I chose my selection and started to walk over to the bar to order before I remembered I forgot to look what my table number was…. and what was it??? 111!!

Bowling

Bowling

This one was kind of inevitable thinking about it afterwards, but the first time I go bowling in years and one of us ended up on a total of 111. We all know who the real winner was!

Looks a great deal

Looks a great deal

Finally, I went home to Worcester recently and as I walked through the my house door there was 1 leaflet only that had been posted through the letterbox and it was the above. It could have been any value but it had to be £111.

This time was only round the corner from where I work, but I never spotted it before. Classic.

Frying Pan Alley

Frying Pan Alley

I was in London Zoo with a couple of mates this weekend gone when they decide they are hungry in the gorilla section. So what does Izas decide to eat at this convenient time? A banana! Next to the gorillas.

Going Bananas?

Going Bananas?

“How do you convert cm into mm?”

Middlesex University BA Hons Graphics student on my first week. I began to doubt whether I chose the right University.

Another thing I tweeted about recently that I’ve got round to posting – The Sun came up with this great u couldn’t make it up related headline. Incase you wondered the article is about a primary school kid couldn’t share her birthday cake her gran made with the other kids at school for health and safety reasons.

 

You Can't Cake It Up

You Can't Cake It Up

As I tweeted earlier today by friend Tom has made a Kit Kat chunky 4 finger pack. This all came about after we had a group conversation about chocolate bars in the pub for ages and Tom confessed his love for Kit Kat Chunkies. We thought of making a 4 finger pack and low behold he actually pulled out more creative effort than he did in 3 years as a fine art student and made this beauty. The proper wrapping, foil and the four fingers ‘glued’ together with melted chocolate.

The Packaging

The Packaging

The Chocolate

The Chocolate

I since got told at work about Pimp That Snack – which has lots more pimped up snacks. Unsurprisingly.