26 June 2010

Argentinean Flame Grilled Steak versus English Roast Beef & Yorkshire Pudding [By Spectre]

A little talked about war happened between the invading Argentineans and us British over the Falkland Islands in the early 1980s. I was only a wee lad at the time and remember being fascinated by the images being sent back on the news of tough looking British troops and burning ships. The war lasted for 74 days and the Argies came off rather ignominiously. Let’s see if they can do better with their famous Flame Grilled Steak flavour against the stalwart of British traditional food; Roast Beef and Yorkshire Pudding. It must be a rather imposing battle for the Argentineans, as I play on Xbox Live most nights and have been accosted by the French (who are renowned food lovers) on many occasions hearing “Roast Beef! Roast Beef!” shouted down microphones in accents crossed between Hercule Poirot and Inspector Clouseau. A cry of sheer terror from the French, I’m sure, at the thought of the Great British stiff upper lip and Blitz spirit.
I thought I’d give the Argentineans a fighting chance and let them go first. My initial impression of these crisps was not the hoped for image of a big fat juicy steak sitting on a flaming grill. The flavour was quite subtle, but not unpleasant. Some of Walkers’ other red meaty flavours, such as Steak and Onion and Chargrilled Steak could be considered overpowering compared to this, perhaps submissive, offering from one of the world’s greatest crisp manufacturers. Having said that, I really enjoyed these crisps, the packet didn’t last long at all and I was quite disappointed they’d all gone. Thank the Gods we have a multipack!
Next up was the English Roast Beef & Yorkshire Pudding flavour. I have to admit that I was very sceptical about how Walkers could capture the taste of both Roast Beef and Yorkshire Pudding in a crisp. Nevertheless on opening the pack a decent meaty whiff slapped my nostrils. On first taste I was surprised at the strong pastry mixed with meat drippings flavour. Not much in the way of Roast Beef here, mainly Yorkshire Pudding. This is nothing like the shy, reserved and somewhat effeminate Argentinean offering, but a rude in your face type flavour that would happily say “boo” to a goose. This flavour makes patriots salute and be proud of our long disappeared empire. It’s the slightly foreboding aftertaste that remains in your mouth that kind of makes you feel like you’ve had a good meal. No wonder the Argies had such a rough time of it in the Eighties. Now, where’s my apple pie and custard?
By Spectre

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