• Yes i have with plenty of salt and pepper,but saying that i havnt had it in years and i eat alot more healthy than i did as a kid:-)
  • Sorry, what's "bread and dripping"?
  • We were practically raised on it! It was important to get some of the jelly onto your toast as well as the greasy fat layer from the top and to put salt on it. The weird thing is, none of our family was overweight and none of us thought it was bad for us, in fact we loved it and thought it a treat on Monday evenings - all that remained of the Sunday roast. Strange, but I really couldn't fancy it nowadays. I think I've been spoiled!
  • i tried it once or twice, as a kid, my brothers used to love it! and they would sprinkle a little salt over it, its got to be a prescription for 'heart attack on a plate!
  • I love it, I eat it all the time.
  • I don't eat the drippings and "the fond" (those little browned pieces of meat, fat and veggies which stick to the roasting pan) by themselves, I put the pan on the burner and de-glaze the pan with a little water. Once in a great while, I might use a little wine. After it cools, THEN I freeze and at a later date, use those drippings as part of a gravy/sauce or as the base for a particular soup I'll make some other time. When I was learning the business, it was the way I was taught. "You're paying for the product. Get as much use out of that product as you possibly can. The trash can and garbage disposal are monsters. They are your enemies!" When I was a student [my term] at “The C.I.A.” - the Culinary Institute of America, New Haven, CT campus: “Chef P.” [1st initial of his last name.] Here is the TRUE STORY: One of the many Chef-Instructors at the C.I.A. got ALL 14 of us around the garbage can, pointed to it and asked each one of us, “What is it?” One-by-one each gave the same answers “Trash can”; “garbage can”; “waste receptacle” and a few other terms. One-by-one he said “WRONG!” When we finished giving those answers, he walked over to the reach-in refrigerator, pointed to several items, went around the group and asked each of us, “What is it?” Individually, each answered, “Celery!” “Carrots!”, “Cheese!”, etc. After each correct answer, he would raise his fist in the air, smile and hollered, “Right! What else is it?” Each of us replied, “Food!” “Right!” The Chef exclaimed, “Thank you, Chef __!” to each of us, using his last name! When it was my turn, I answered, "Cream cheese, Chef!" Chef P. exclaimed, Right! Chef Berue!" He went over to the trash can, pointed and asked again, “What is it, Chefs?” Silence from the group. This whole exercise took about 10 minutes. He said, “Come on, men. Let’s get ready to feed the crew!” We went about our business, prepping and cooking for a few of the groups which weren’t in a kitchen that day. At the end of the day, we had our afternoon critique of the day’s activities. He picked up the trash can and dumped ALL the contents on one of the tables. He went around the room and asked each of us, “What is it?” To a man, we said, “Its garbage, Chef!” and “Garbage, Chef!” He would smile and holler “Right, Mr. [and he called each by his last name]!” “AND what else?” Silence for a moment. “Come on, dammit! Each of you knows what it is I'm looking for. Somebody say it!” After a few seconds, someone said, “Money.” Chef P. exclaimed, “WHAT? What’s that? What did I hear? What did you say?” The young man said, “Money . . Chef. MONEY! IT'S MONEY, CHEF!” Chef P.’s eyes lit up and a HUGE smile went from ear-to-ear. He went over to the young man, put his arm around his shoulder and said, “Thank you, Chef ----! You ARE 100% CORRECT! IT'S M-O-N-E-Y. MONEY! And each of you should remember EACH AND EVERY PIECE OF FOOD YOU TOUCH IS MONEY! Remember that for the rest of your lives! M-O-N-E-Y. MONEY!” He pointed at the pile of garbage on the table, told a couple men in the group, “Put this back in the can. THEN we’ll find out what [he kicked the garbage can] THIS . . . THING REALLY is. It took about 30 seconds to put the garbage back in the can. “Gentlemen, each of you was right. BUT each of you was wrong. That necessary piece of kitchen equipment IS definitely a trash can, a garbage can or whatever else you want to call it. BUT it's something else: Gentlemen [pointing at the can] . . . THAT trash can is a MONSTER! THAT TRASH CAN IS YOUR ENEMY! As he pointed to each of us, he repeated and said, “AND YOUR ENEMY!” “AND YOUR ENEMY!” “AND YOUR ENEMY!” “AND YOUR ENEMY!” When you can starve that MONSTER, men, AND you can make good, palatable dishes which sell, you’ll never have to want for a position in the kitchen! Dismissed!” Although I'm no longer in the business, I carry that message with me to this day! Thanks for asking your Q! I enjoyed answering it! VTY, Ron Berue Yes, that is my real last name! Sources: My wonderful family! Graduate of the Culinary Institute of America, New Haven, CT campus. Was in the Food and Beverage business over 26 years. "THE University of Hard Knocks" also known as ("a/k/a") "life's valuable lessons".

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