When I was attending high school in Toronto, in a heavily West Indian neighborhood (and, in passing, might I say, we had *the* best dances and I learned to wine quite well. It's how I maintain some vestige of sexy after two kids), the cheapest lunch to be had was across the street at the Chinese-Canadian-West Indian market. A pattie, and a Ting. I think I probably paid $2 total, back in the early '90s, which certainly seemed like a lot when that was half a night of babysitting, AND I had to pay for my own subway tickets. Completely Dickensian childhood.
Anyway. Gene had asked for my thoughts on a pattie recipe for some friends, and after a hamster wheel web search on my behalf, because I am a serious dork, I found loads of information, as well as this article, which just makes my mouth water. The key, you see, is to place said pattie in coco bread. Taste of Heather's adolescence. And get your mind out of the gutter.
by at August 30, 2007 7:25 PM
Posted by: Jen on August 31, 2007 8:28 PM
I need a beef patty RIGHT NOW!!!