Mick Belker in Hill Street Blues loved sardines. JD was getting in an order of sandwiches for the guys on a stakeout; Neal wanted ox tongue, Henry wanted brisket on a kaiser with horseradish, and Mick wanted Bermuda onion and sardine on pumpernickel, with anchovies. And a couple of pickles.
Somehow that really lit my candle, so I baked some rye bread and bought a bag of sweet onions, and rummaged through my cans of fish and jars of pickles. Rather marvellous.
And listening to old plays on BBC Sounds sees me inspired to drink (in jowly, moustached voice, ordering from the steward at the club) a large brandy and soda. No ice, obviously, as such things weren't done in gentlemens' clubs in those days. Again, rather marvellous.
Anyone else think "yeah, that's what I fancy" because of a a character you've watched/listened to/read?
