Tuesday, 8 December 2009
I nosh, you nosh
In a pub in the Surrey Hills doing a review for the DT; smart gastro-ish but still pretty impressive, good beer from local brewery, excellent bar snacks (herring roe on anchovy buttered toast, scotch quail eggs), friendly — as ever sit there listening to conversations. Couple of women on adjoining table, smart, middle class, but not overtly posh (anyone wanting an outbreak of Brownite class warfare can go elsewhere); one of them, the organiser, you know the sort, ‘what are you eating dear’ she goes to her friend. Guy on next table asks if he can borrow their menu. Organiser asks if he is local (why? Is she trying to assert some sort of local territorialism?), he says he works in village; she then says ‘have you noshed here?’ Noshed? Great use of the colloquial, for which I wholeheartedly commend her, though say it a few times and it starts to resemble a nonsense word — anyhow, noshed is my pub word of the week.
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isnt 'nosh' a rude word sometimes?...ReplyDelete
in the dim and distant days when typesetters ruled the roost in journalism I do remember one press day when a such a word was used most unsavourily, I don’t think Mrs Organiser was doing that, unless of course she was trying to pick up the chap and introduce him to a world of vice and virtueless living.ReplyDelete
Just trying to work out the relevance of the fish picture. Ah, perhaps it is a herring? That's it, got it now.ReplyDelete
tis a herring indeed, thought pic of its roe would be a bit odd, lovely grub though.ReplyDelete