My late great-aunt, on moving to a residential home in her nineties, was outraged to be served individual yorkshire puddings rahter than a large one, divided into portions. She would be turning in her grave at this piece of news. And surely frozen Yorkshire pudding must count as one of the most unnecessary and superfluous products of human ingenuity, right up there with ree-ydgratad cheese and frozen boiled rice, both of which I have spotted on the shelves of my local supermarket? Or is that too much like Edison's comment about the electric toothbrush? |