I know, I know .... you want to know what such precious raisins look like! Here they are, some of these babies are over an inch long!

And the seeds, well, they're seeds, stuck together, just about, in squares (with the starch (presumably).).

Sure those aren't dried plums instead of dried grapes?

Yyp. I know my prunes from my raisins ;)

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Livin' on the edge. :thumb:

Not sure about the seeds.
I'll help with the bread, water and monster raisins though!

Prunes or plums? ;)

:yum:Much Yummyness!!!

I was the last one down to breakfast so this is all they left me :(
Foreground left - my freshly cooked omelette, foregound centre - sliced black bread and butter, foreground right my coffee (not a pint, but two cups this strong sets me up for the day here!).
I asked Smiley Woman if she'd cooked the delicious cakes (containing berries and walnuts) and she said yes, then suggested I take a couple up to my room for later. I didn't have to be told twice :)

What a spread!

The only thing that's different on today's supper menu (Borjomi, Olivier salad, raisins and black bread) is a fabulous crusty black bread roll. The texture was wonderfully dense and chewy, almost treacly, and it was fragrant with caraway seeds. Wonderful! All gone!!

Poor Mr Limey, sitting alone in the dark, eating Ramen noodles... with cat hair. :haha:

No food pic today - there's nothing particularly photogenic about a box of beansprout salad, though it was delicious. You may have noticed a certain caution in my food choices. I came here all determined to try the cuisine, armed with the necessary meds to fight off the awful Tajiki trots I got last time I was here. But I'm just not hungry in this heat, and the memory of the awful months of lingering effects also steers my choices. I dithered for a few minutes over some charming looking meat pasties in the supermarket today, but decided not to try them. :(

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Meat pasties! Now you're talking my language.
Gosh, I haven't darkened the doorstep of Greggs since the summer...

They always disappoint though.
Now that they serve them lukewarm to avoid getting sued (and presumably to avoid paying tax these days) but if you reheat them at home they go all floppy.

Meat pasties? In the States that would describe Lady Gaga wear. Great thread Limey!

We have Pasties here in Wisconsin. YUM YUM!!!