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Its like the food you buy from a Chinese restaurant has nothing to do with traditonal Chinese cuisine.

The Pizza you buy does not resemble the original Italian recipe.

I kinda figured they weren't made in Denmark since my eldest daughter works in a bakery and she doesn't fly them in each day

Probably named Danish Roll as some immigrant on the goldfields who first introduced them was from Denmark.

I was trying to think of something we might import from Denmark that I could boycott....

Most bacon in Australia is now from Danish pigs...couldn't give that up.

Bear Beer? Don't drink it anyway.

Some really stinky cheeses but I like them too much as well.

So Danish Rolls it is.

Funny thing is, the most popular Danish Roll in my daughter's shop has Vegemite in it.

MarkCDodd wrote:Funny thing is, the most popular Danish Roll in my daughter's shop has Vegemite in it.

Doesn't sound at all Danish to me
Oh and all you people who love good danish bacon, think yourselves lucky - we can't get it here! Just very thin cut smoked stuff - give me a bacon butty made with thick cut back bacon and HP sauce - heaven.

I only get my bacon direct from my local butcher, sliced how I like it and no added water Don't buy any prepacked meat.

Shortcrust pastry smothered in marmite and cut into whirls

Marmite Whirls
my kids used to love those

never had vegitmite

Antie Em wrote:I only get my bacon direct from my local butcher, sliced how I like it and no added water Don't buy any prepacked meat.

Same here Auntie Em I go direct to the farm shop who have their own pigs, cattle etc, although it puts me off a bit when I have seen the poor little things grow in the fields each day.

Annie

One of my best friends has this huge farm in the northeast of Victoria.

When he was little he was given three lambs to hand feed. They often find lambs abandoned by their mothers.

His father gave them the names Roast, Dinner and Chops becasue that what they ended up being.

Taught my mate that you can care for the animals, which most farmers do, but they are bred for a purpose.

I have had no problems hunting, killing, buthering and eating deer.

But I doubt I could eat one I watched grow up.

My mother always reared orphan lambs for a local farmer in exchange for letting the crippled ewe, that we'd rescued from being put down, to run with his ram each year. Her offspring ran in our paddock until slaughter time when they ended up in the freezer. They always had names which led to such Sunday lunch conversations as a rather plaintive "Was this Happy?" being followed by a growled "Well it certainly wasn't Lucky!"

MarkCDodd wrote:One of my best friends has this huge farm in the northeast of Victoria.

When he was little he was given three lambs to hand feed. They often find lambs abandoned by their mothers.

His father gave them the names Roast, Dinner and Chops becasue that what they ended up being.

Taught my mate that you can care for the animals, which most farmers do, but they are bred for a purpose.

I have had no problems hunting, killing, buthering and eating deer.

But I doubt I could eat one I watched grow up.

My aunt has chickens called Nugget, Korma and Kiev!!!

We're getting chickens as soon as they're old enough - in an incubator at the moment. We're building them a run. Jonathan is thinking of suitable names - and we definitely won't be eating them. We kept chickens when we were kids and dad and Uncle Joe would kill them and sell them off at Christmas. I didn't speak to either of them until at least February - my Christmas was ruined every year until my dad forbade me to give them names. Didn't seem so bad after that

Antie Em wrote:We're getting chickens as soon as they're old enough - in an incubator at the moment. We're building them a run. Jonathan is thinking of suitable names - and we definitely won't be eating them. We kept chickens when we were kids and dad and Uncle Joe would kill them and sell them off at Christmas. I didn't speak to either of them until at least February - my Christmas was ruined every year until my dad forbade me to give them names. Didn't seem so bad after that

My aunts' chickens are for eggs, don't know if they'll ever eat them - they'll probably only be good as a broiler though!!