Quote Originally Posted by molehill View Post
Talking of snacks, myself and Mrs Mole headed for the pub on new year eve (arrived at 5pm and home by 6.30 - it’s an age thing).
Anyway, we had a treat, spotted a jar of pickled eggs behind the bar so a pickled egg dropped into a pack of ready salted crisps. Now that’s living

Pickled eggs please.

Edit: They were “two farmers” crisps ( in compostable bags), very good they were too.
I hope that they were home pickled eggs in malt vinegar, that stained the white brown, rather than that clear insipid stuff that they put on chips in Scotland!