Now that I got married to a Brit, I’m learning all sorts of culinary oddities. “Pie,” for example, could possibly mean something filled with meat and doesn’t necessarily use dough. A “pasty” isn’t something exclusively for slutty nipples but more of a savory turnover or hot pocket that was originally created for hungry, cold, miners on the go. “Pudding” refers to  ALL desert, not just the creamy plop varietal, and “Curry” refers to all Indian food. OH! And my fat ass’s favorite new English mouth treat is a little something called “bread sauce.”

Raise your hand if you like gravy.

Bread Sauce is sorta like gravy – it’s made with the drippings from the roast, a ton of milk or cream and some stale bread crumbs, seasoned with salt, pepper, onion, maybe a little clove or bay leaf (aint gonna front, last two came from wiki). Anyway, pour this warm, think sauce all over your plate of roast beef, roast lamb, roast turkey, roast chicken, roast veg, what-have-you, for an amazing cherry on top of that mother fucker.

After your face is done with all that meat and bread, you inevitably have some roasted veg left over. Save them for tomorrows Bubble and Squeak!

So simple. Finley dice your left over veg, whatever it is. We recently did ours with fingerling potatoes, carrots, turnips, squash, and pearl onions. Since you probably roasted with a butt load of oil, the veg is nice and moist, and now slightly mashed from your chopping. Add some flour and form into flat patties. Put some oil in a pan, fry till crusted, and serve. We ate ours with ketchup, and my bad ass used hot sauce, but I’m sure the Queen wouldn’t be too happy about that.