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"Do Another Blog Post"...

...was the strange demand I thought I heard today, as I walked past a rabble of hoodlums on my way to the Co-op to buy a pre-packaged sandwich for work tomorrow. "OK" I replied nervously, without really considering if I either wanted to or had the time. What followed was a more aggressive "Do another fucking blog post!", from a knife-wielding member of the group. It was at this point I realised I had my headphones in and couldn't make out what they'd actually been saying.

I quickened my pace, in fear I'd misread the situation completely and they were high and wanted to sexually abuse me. Given that my blog only has 4 followers it is likely they were talking about something else entirely, but the thought of doing another post had been implanted and as I walked a different route home it was all I could think about.

I recalled foolishly mentioning in my my last post that I'd review Potdog, the bunless hotdog, and also create my very own alternative meal, using only Shreddies and a cup of tea. It thus made sense in my mind to base my blog post on this, for fear of letting down one or more of my followers who may have remembered what I'd previously loosely promised.

Despite never having been to Malty Street Market to sample Potdog, I did used to work with one of the three brains behind the operation and have checked them out on social media, to really get a sense of what they're about. This also enabled me to steal the below photo:

Taken from Twitter I believe

I imagine that had I have tried Potdog I would have chosen to eat The Helmut (coincidentally pictured above). Both German in name and ingredient, The Helmut consists of bratwurst, bavarian dumplings, red sauerkraut and curry ketchup. Other flavours are available too; The Jose, The Randy, The Roger and The Breakfast Pot to literally name them all, and given the opportunity to imagine having another I'd probably plump for a different one.

The creativity and nous behind Potdog, along with a tinge of jealousy that I didn't think of it myself, inspired me to created Shredteas, which is where the Shreddies and cup of tea come in. I wanted to find a way to speed up my morning meal so combined the two main ingredients in a desperate, last ditch attempt to make something of my life. If I'm honest the result wasn't quite what I'd hoped for:

Taken when my mum and dad were out the room

The main problem with the above concoction was the appearance, texture, taste and moreability of the product. In true reviewer style I've scored both Potdog and Shredteas in 6 categories below, resulting in a random total out of 30.

Potdog
Ease to make: Somebody on a market stall makes it for you. 5/5
Cost to myself: At between £5-6 it's a once a week treat (which is good as that's all they're open). 3/5
Appearance/Presentation: Check out the picture. 5/5
Texture: As normal high quality ingredients should feel. 5/5
Taste: As normal high quality food should taste. 5/5
Moreability: I imagine I'll definitely be back for more. 5/5

Total: 28/30

Shredteas
Ease to make: You do have to make it yourself but it isn't too labour intensive. 4/5
Cost to myself: Shreddies, teabag, milk and water were all sourced in my kitchen for free. 5/5
Appearance/Presentation: Check out the picture. 1/5
Texture: A gloopy lukewarm paste formed with each mouthful. 1/5
Taste: After an overly hot first mouthful, the taste just got progressively worse. 1/5
Moreability: It's actually put me off having Shreddies and tea in the normal way. 1/5

Total: 13/30

Whilst not making food reviews up, I've also spent time in recent months attempting to master the Portuguese language in preparation for a holiday later this year. As things stand right now I've given up after completing Basics level 1 on Duolingo, but watch this space with that one. I also overheard my mum on the phone discussing my nieces 1st birthday party but haven't yet received an invite to that one so may not be going.


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