Jerk chicken
Remember last year when we instructed you all to become Sri Lankophiles? We asked you to Sri Lankivise your lives in honour of the touring team and pretty much nobody did.
Uncowed by your heartfelt indifference, we once again plead with you. Add a Caribbean tinge to your summer. This is what cricket tours are all about. They may be shorter than they used to be, but each cricket season is still distinctive thanks to whoever's touring that year. At present we've got the West Indies.
Make loads of jerk chicken.
It may seem a bit clichéd, but it's a good idea. Jerked meat's really nice. The mix on the right's the best we've found - perhaps better than making your own. What better way to enrich your experience of the third Test than with some jerk chicken wings and probably a load of rum. Maybe the sun will even shine, unlike in London and Leeds during the first two Tests.
We've another suggestion yet - quite a heartfelt recommendation on this occasion - but we'll save that for next week. Any suggestions of yours are more than welcome - even though most of them will clearly be ludicrous.
Uncowed by your heartfelt indifference, we once again plead with you. Add a Caribbean tinge to your summer. This is what cricket tours are all about. They may be shorter than they used to be, but each cricket season is still distinctive thanks to whoever's touring that year. At present we've got the West Indies.
Make loads of jerk chicken.
It may seem a bit clichéd, but it's a good idea. Jerked meat's really nice. The mix on the right's the best we've found - perhaps better than making your own. What better way to enrich your experience of the third Test than with some jerk chicken wings and probably a load of rum. Maybe the sun will even shine, unlike in London and Leeds during the first two Tests.
We've another suggestion yet - quite a heartfelt recommendation on this occasion - but we'll save that for next week. Any suggestions of yours are more than welcome - even though most of them will clearly be ludicrous.
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7 Comments:
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Jamaica me Crazy
Even rice and beans become bearable.
We don't have to drink Red Stripe though, do we?
No Red Stripe.
The aim is for you to be happier.
Wooo hoo! To the local west indian take away!
And thanks for jinxing the weather for Old Trafford.(jeez, some people).
You say RICE, I say PEA.
RRRIIIICE AND PEA!
Plus, you said jerk. And meat. Hehehe.
Time for another dried frog pill, methinks.
Mmmm jerk chicken. We had a cricket party with jerk chicken, rice and beans, saltfish patties, Carib lager and Mount Gay rum during the World Cup. We didn't do anything special during the Sri Lanka series because we already are Sri Lankan.
In that case you should have gone with an English theme, Miriam. Sausage and mash and pints of real ale.
The World Cup party sounds textbook however. Everyone else: Take note.
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