Looking through Sports Scotland newspapers from 1880s and found a very familiar advertisement.
The tripe suppers at Charing X station restaurant sound nice!
Was that at the Mitchell library bud?Looking through Sports Scotland newspapers from 1880s and found a very familiar advertisement.
When I was growing up, we were fed Tripe and boiled potatoes with and onion white sauce, THREE times a week, as that was all my parent could afford.The tripe suppers at Charing X station restaurant sound nice!
I have never had it but my dad loved it the smell when it was cooking was awful yuke.When I was growing up, we were fed Tripe and boiled potatoes with and onion white sauce, THREE times a week, as that was all my parent could afford.
It was murder to eat, but in the 60's you either ate or starved, as there was nothing else.
Yeh I know what you mean by the smell, as soon as I got in my close, I knew what we would be having for tea.I have never had it but my dad loved it the smell when it was cooking was awful yuke.
Who would have thought that years later they’d be transformed into terry towelling sports socks and sell at three pairs furra pound?When I was growing up, we were fed Tripe and boiled potatoes with and onion white sauce, THREE times a week, as that was all my parent could afford.
It was murder to eat, but in the 60's you either ate or starved, as there was nothing else.