Friday, September 07, 2007

Biscuit Fever

It's no secret that I have been drinking alot lately.
Tea that is. I seem to have the other under control at the moment you'll be glad to hear. Coffee never solved anything.

The tea thing is rather good I must say but always nice to have a bit of a nibble on something with the tea. I've never been a biscuit snack sort of a person but of late the bikkies are enjoying a bit of a craze in wrecker central. When one runs short of father's famous shortbread, then one must resort to machine-made store-bought snackage, something which would never have penetrated my former unprocessed diet of brown rice sprinked with brussel sprouts. But when tragedy strikes, desperate measures must be taken.

It was a sympathy pack of Kingstons delivered to me by one of my oldest friends that caused me to slip into the deep shadows cast by the bikkie aisle of the supermarket. I have become quite partial to the "Little Schoolboy"biscuits which have suddenly appeared in this shadowland of tempatation. Imported from France they probably are probably a major contributor to global warming but I cycle to the shops to buy them so that must count for something.
The 45% cocoa really hits the spot for me. And the idea of nibbling on french schooolboys- well that is quite a European thing I imagine.Then there is also the iced vovo, which was the inspiration for a range of earrings that I make from recycled glass. Well really I made them and then I thought "By crikey they remind me of iced vovos for some reason well they are the right colour and texture but iced vovos are so straight and these are so curvy swingy they are essence of vovo in their swing music kinda old-fashioned and vovoistic way". Profound.The Vovos have also inspired some of the Nibble Project with Shannon Garson which features such reverent reproductions of said Vovo in porcelain. It is a lonely friday night so I felt compelled to purchase some vovo and compare to the french schoolboy and I'm sorry to say that the vovo is not so great. It sucks a bit I'm afraid I think they may have cut some corners with ingredients and manufacturing as I'm sure it was much better in the 70s and 80s when I was a child and not allowed to eat them. Damn those hippy parents. I would trade my perfect teeth for a 1970s vovo anyday. And now that I've eaten all those bikkies I really don't feel like my leftover lentil soup for dinner.

17 comments:

Anonymous said...

How could you? Eating FRENCH biscuits indeed(and what's wrong with English schoolboys I'd like to know). I had hoped some of my English heritage had rubbed off! I shall have to remedy the situation and hit back with some McVities Hob-nobs or even chocolate coated ANZACs.
from keep the flag flying Mrs Wrecker.

Rebecca-the-Wrecker said...

now mother, we all know what is wrong with english schoolboys after seeing Michael Palin become school bully in Tomkinson's Schooldays and English food, well, surely patriotism has its limits.

elleabelle said...

That picture is brilliant! I love the earrings on the cookie.

Mel Robson said...

mmmmmm...I feel like a vo-vo now, disappointing as it may be. Although Mrs Wrecker, you really can't get much better than a hob nob...

Rebecca-the-Wrecker said...

uh oh the biscuit wars are hotting up. i brokered a ceasefire with mother today by baking a pear and cinnamon teacake...

shula said...

And fruit loops.

My hippy parents would never let me eat them, dammit.

And Tic tocs. And chocolate royales.

I was so deprived...

Mrs Wrecker said...

The biscuit wars are hotting up and I fear that the little French schoolboys are on the march. Imagine my horror when my British to her bootstraps mother, gave me Le Petit Ecolier biscuits for afternoon tea today! Yes, even she has fallen prey to the subtle influence of these seemingly innocent biscuits. I sense some sort of cunning French subtefuge!!

Rebecca-the-Wrecker said...

who'd have suspected that granny would have been a closet francophile? she is mellowing in her nineties it seems.
and thanks shula, it is good to have someone share my pain..

Uschi said...

hehe, le petit ├ęcolier....everywhere.I'm more the waffle-type....and those pink ones give me a shiffer...lots of artificial flavour???
What about some grapes in black chocolate?
And more of this beautiful jewellery, please!

Florence said...

Profound, indeed!

xx

chiefbiscuit said...

So funny! I love your descriptions and explanations. Packed full of yummy language. Love the funky-biscuit jewellery too. Biscuits rule! ;) (Don't get me started on all the different sorts ...)

Rebecca-the-Wrecker said...

yes uschi- the vovos are quite toxic i believe! And CB, you resisted the temptation to engage in trans-tasman biscuit warfare. NZ biscuits are pretty damn good- the yo-yos and the ginger crunch are to die for! I am getting stuck into Mrs Wrecker's choc coated anzacs at the moment - yummo.

Shell said...

Haha! I love this post! I am exactly the same - something sweet must accompany a cup of tea - and by the look of my thighs you'd be right in assuming that I drink a fair bit of tea, hehe.

My favourite part of the iced vovo was always the jam strip in the middle - the other pink stuff was never that good. I haven't tried them for years, I think I'll pass on your recommendation. Now where would I find those french schoolboys? I don't think I've ever seen them before. Lately I've been baking cakes to have with my tea (from a box - my baking skills are limited) - and I'm afraid that I'm now officially addicted to chocolate cake - eek!

Sandra Eileen - Artisan Jewelry For Your Good Life said...

What a pleasant take on biscuits/cookies. Delightful. I must find Iced Vovos now.

Rebecca-the-Wrecker said...

Thanks Shell and Sandra. bikkies do seem to get stored in the thigh region. And I'm really good a storing things and forgetting about using them. But cake wins over any biscuits in my book so I'd be keeping the supply of chocolate cake at a constant level and forgetting about the bikkies!

littlesnoring said...

Oooh count me in for a Vo-Vo or three, I am quite partial to a Kingston and the Chocolate Royal is also a bit of a personal fave.... they rip me straight back to my childhood days of suburban luxury.... not much has changed actually

eimear said...

Rebecca, I just found your blog and fell in love with the pebble jewellery... one of those 'oh no, someone's already had the idea I was just about to have, but I love it anyway' moments! Anhyhoo, I've been scrolling away reading through old posts and this one made me laugh with memories of my hippy (Irish) parents and the forbidden pink wafer biscuits, so I took the unprecedented step of commenting on it! Thanks for brightening my afternoon :-) Eimear, in NZ