PARIS team to tackle the ultimate post-pint snack
The Middlesbrough 'parmo'? We can handle that...
The Register's Paper Aircraft Released Into Space team has been at a bit of loose end since last October, when our Vulture 1 aircraft went down in history as the greatest ever paper plane launch in the history of the known world.
Understandably, the bright minds behind the audacious high-altitiude intitiative have been a tad restless since we made headlines worldwide, and following our provocative PARIS cocktail concoction last year, we've been looking for a new challenge to test our scientific skills.
The answer appears to be yes, as long as they have a substantial stash of parmos to sustain them. For the uninitiated, the classic parmo is a pork or chicken fillet, dipped in egg and bread crumbs and deep fried before adornment with a béchamel sauce topped with grated cheese (hence the name, from "parmesan", although cheddar's the dairy product of choice Up North).
A quick five minutes under the grill is then all that's required to deliver the ultimate post-pint snack - preferably slapped down with a generous spread of chips (see pic).
Scientifically, this recipe is hardly a challenge, but since I once went to a Middlesbrough boozer in the company of a local lass, only to be served a pint boasting 90 per cent foam by the landlord who declared "that's what we call a head up here you Cockney wanker", I feel it's time to demonstrate that we born South of Watford™ know a thing or two about developing world cuisine.
So, give us your top parmo tips and we'll put them to the test. Expect explosive culinary exposés in due course... ®
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you delicate little flower, you
South of Watford™
The north/south divide is generally, I have always understood, regarded as Watford Gap service station, which is another 60-odd miles up the road from Watford.
This is no petty semantics - it spares thousands of people the indignity of being 'northern'.
"They call the resulting putty-like 'product' - cake. Shudder"
Please tell me that you're NOT working for Mr Kipling....