Show me your Crumbed Stuff

[Bribie G]

A miracle of nature, how you can turn the sad skinny looking excuses for man-food stuff on the Left into the restaurant quality crumbed cutlets on the Right.
Sharp knife to french off the unwanted bits, meat hammer, egg, breadcrumbs. No mercy. Take no prisoners.

Ha

 

[Cube]

Oh thee Bribie. How long have thou been in awe of your two can stout and compacting yeast movement? At least 30 blue moons or maybe few solar eclipses.

I would invent a time machine to turn those burnt sex paddles on the right into a delicious piece of meat on the left.

h34r:

 

[Bribie G]

Eaten raw and washed down with a glass of ox blood no doubt?

 

[Cube]

Oh god no. Kashmiri Rojan Josh with my own Garam Masala blend. Goat shoulder preferably.