Wednesday, 16 March 2016

Baxters Broth Brothers

Recovering recently from a bout of illness picked up on a trip to Cuba (I won't go into too much detail, but it was the Cuban equivalent of Delhi Belly, or as I dubbed it, 'Castroenteritis' ), I felt the need for some good hearty soups to restore me back to health. Of course something homemade will always be your best bet here, seemingly infusing the broth with additional healing properties, but when you're feeling a little under the weather, you don't always feel up to all that chopping of onions and veg, followed by a lengthy simmering, and then the blending - or if you do, you suddenly find that by the time you've finished, you're not that hungry after all.

So naturally I decided I would turn to the tins for comfort and sustenance, with Baxters seeming to me the next best thing to homemade, given that their messages from Audrey Baxter on the labels almost give the impression that they have been made by a real person. I happened to have two different tins in my stash - Highlanders Broth, and Scotch Broth - but which to go for? Which did I feel would do me the most good?


Thursday, 10 March 2016

Shakespeare Tin Love

Occasionally in my blogposts I have moved away, briefly, from just sampling tinned foods and attempting to write vaguely amusing things about them, to tell you about some artist or other who has either used or been inspired by such items in their work, or even television programmes that happen to feature canned goods. Not quite sure why I do it, but it makes a change, at least.

I have yet to have reason though to write about anything concerning tinned food and the theatre, one of my other great passions. Until now, that is.

Recently I discovered that the Sheffield-based theatre company Forced Entertainment would, over the course of a week, be putting on their own take on the complete works of William Shakespeare at the Barbican Theatre, under the title Table Top Shakespeare. In essence it is a staging of the thirty-six plays from the First Folio (no Henry VIII or The Two Noble Kinsmen, which is a shame as otherwise I could have called this blogpost 'The Tuna-ble Tinsmen and other stories'), abridged to just an hour each, and presented without scenery, costumes, or huge casts, but instead on a table top, with one actor telling the story using a range of everyday household items as the characters.

The Barbican website describes it thus: "a salt and pepper pot for the king and queen. A spoon stands in for a servant and a candle for the Friar. Macbeth becomes a cheese grater, Pericles a light bulb and Hamlet’s now a bottle of ink."

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