I took a real gamble ordering this PlOUGHMANS PLATTER for lunch one day. (White)Friends think i'm adventurous when it comes to food because of all the "weird asian shit" i seem to always order, when really, its just what i've grown up eating. So this classic english fare is pretty much the polar opposite of what i'm usually in the mood for. But i figure, i like cheese, i like ham, i like buttered bread, so why not? Turns out it was a risk that didn't really pay off for me, probably because i'm used to all of the above things in the context of a sandwich. It was really, really nice to look at, but i didn't really know where to start eating. Do i just take random bites of everything? Or do i try to assemble a sanger? Made me quite nervous. I ended up just eating the ham as is, then all the cheese, then the cold pork pie(a first for me! It was alright), then (save the best for last)the half egg. I couldn't be bothered with the bread in the end so i left that along with all the relish, pickled onions (it's weird, i hate anything pickled except for pickles themselves) and what not. Looking at my half eaten plate in the end made me feel quite...ignorant, and i get enough of that already in a normal course of a day, i don't really want those feelings cutting into my treasured eating time, my happy time, so yeah, even though i'm sure it's a very fine example of a classic PLOUGHMANS PLATTER, and it sure was pretty, i won't be ordering it again anytime soon. Ignorance is NOT bliss.
