I could do cheesy crispy pancakes, potato waffles ('they're waffly versatile!'), and tinned mushy peas. I've not seen cheesy crispy pancakes for decades. The minced beef ones were the nicest, though. I remember the filling being hotter than the core of a Japanese nuclear reactor (and probably about as healthy).
The beef ones were horrible. Chicken and mushroom were the best ones, then the cheese ones. Ideally with crinkle cut frozen chips, and Heinz beans.
The problem with chicken and mushroom combos is that they always trigger the vomitometer. The minced beef was splendid because through some elemental process the Findus scientists had managed to blast a cow into the smallest pieces of mince ever. It was like subatomic mince. I think that if you took all the mince from every beef crispy pancake ever made, you could probably reconstitute a mouse-sized cow (ok, probably a very small horse). Which would, of course, be pretty cool. The mouse-cow (or the morse). Perfect for small appetites.
Sadly not available in Waitrose (presumably because they don't have a fancy flavour, like Heston's Fruitbat & Gorgonzola). I'm just too posh these days.
Reminds me, the last time I visited my family we thought my dad was having a heart attack (in Frankie & Benny's, just in case you really thought I was posh). Turns out he'd tasted rocket for the first time and I think, safe to say, that he didn't like it. He's also worse than Dracula about garlic.
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