The English smallgoods company T.Wall and Sons introduced their new product ‘
Cured mutton had actually been around for a long time, the idea appears to have originated in Scotland, where the land was more suitable to sheep than pigs .The the driving force behind its commercial production was the looming war – “mutton was a home-produced food which ate grass, while pigs food had to be imported” (an idea which must have come as a surprise to many pig-farmers and cottagers). It was hoped that it would eke out the wartime shortage of bacon, but within a few months the wartime food situation had become more dire, and macon-making was ceased in order to save mutton.
T.Wall and Sons had been experimenting with six different cures, which were all successful but not all to everyone’s taste (as if anything ever is!). It was presented in a number of ways – in “the raw” (it resembled streaky bacon, but with darker fat), in a variety of ‘kickshaws’, and in breakfast dishes, and would cost ‘somewhat less than bacon.’
Naturally there were some samples available, thanks to the culinary efforts of Miss M. Baron Russell. She advised that
There were many ways to eke out the precious small ration of bacon during the war years. Here is one idea to make two rashers feed four.
Fry two bacon rashers then cut into small pieces. Make a batter with 2 oz. self-raising flour, a pinch of salt, 1 reconstituted dried egg or a fresh egg and 5 tablespoons of milk or milk and water. Add the bacon and season to taste. Drop spoonfuls into a little hot fat and fry until crisp and brown on either side.
Monday’s Story …
An All-Australian Meal
Quotation for the Day …
I've long said that if I were about to be executed and were given a choice of my last meal, it would be bacon and eggs. There are few sights that appeal to me more than the streaks of lean and fat in a good side of bacon, or the lovely round of pinkish meat framed in delicate white fat that is Canadian bacon. Nothing is quite as intoxicating as the smell of bacon frying in the morning, save perhaps the smell of coffee brewing. James Beard.