The Lemon Fool

What do you dunk? Other than the obvious hobnobs in tea.

Unable to drink coffee at the mo, I discovered the pleasure of dunking buttered hot cross buns in cocoa.

What do you like to dunk?

V8

Rich Tea biscuits are a given

Peter Kay on dunking biscuits.

'obnobs are the marines of the biscuit dunking world.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KuqLqS5Xmz8

Any non chocolate covered biscuit..( except fig rolls because I simply don't like them).

If I'm feeling exotic, I may reach for a Garibaldi

monabri wrote:Any non chocolate covered biscuit..( except fig rolls because I simply don't like them).

If I'm feeling exotic, I may reach for a Garibaldi

My brother's best man was confused for a few days on moving to Glasgow as to why folk in the work took to calling him "Biscuit' - he'd nae hair and was called Gary.

The only reason not to dunk any biscuit is that it can't fit in your mug

88V8 wrote:Unable to drink coffee at the mo, I discovered the pleasure of dunking buttered hot cross buns in cocoa.

Do you write for Nigella?

My wife is from a remote French village and she tells me that as a child, their breakfast was hot chocolate with heavy local bread for dunking. Nowadays I see French people dunking croissants in coffee. Me? Yes I dunk biscuits in my tea but only during tea break at the bridge club, we never buy biscuits for the house.

john

Ginger nuts, I don't like dunking any other biscuits and I'm afraid that I really dislike Hobnobs.

R6

Of course the ultimate dunk is Spanish churros - deep-fried dough sticks in mega-thick hot chocolate.

Scott.

johnstevens77 wrote:My wife is from a remote French village and she tells me that as a child, their breakfast was hot chocolate with heavy local bread for dunking. Nowadays I see French people dunking croissants in coffee. Me? Yes I dunk biscuits in my tea but only during tea break at the bridge club, we never buy biscuits for the house.

john

Yes, we had the same when I stayed with my French penfriend in the 70s, though I seem to remember it was more like weak coffee. What an eye-opener! Served at the table by dinner ladies at school, allowed to ride mopeds at 14, teenagers not supposed to smoke but nobody batted an eyelid, young kids allowed wine with their Sunday lunch, albeit watered down. A veritable paradise for a British teenager!

At a slight tangent, a French friend told me that when studying in London, she loved Hobnobs, and the shopkeeper always gave her a free pack if she would ask him nicely for the biscuits. Apparently her pronunciation "obnob" used to crack him up and he loved it. It may have helped that she was stunningly attractive as well!

Steve