Showing posts with label tesco. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tesco. Show all posts
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Kangaroo Butter
I don't know if anyone remembers upsidedown rice and Kangaroo Butter. They were part of an Australian food marketing campaign in the last century (but within my lifetime).
Well, the upsidedown rice was a clever joke but the Kangaroo butter backfired as many people though it actually came from Kangaroos and were not prepared for this indigenous innovative leap.
With this sort of stuff in the back of my mind (it never leaves you) I was taken aback, just before Christmas, at the Panda sign above which suggested that pet pandas should now be binned.
I was even more taken aback at the post Christmas revelation that you can now apparently get your pet dog in a tin in your local supermarket.
Not only that, but it comes in convenient chunks and apparently accompanied by a chicken and some gravy. Whatever will they think of next?
For any non-Irish-speaking readers, I should explain that MADRA is simply the word for dog in the Irish language, and it has been chic in recent times for products to bear an Irish language name. Fiacla toothpaste, for example, springs to mind.
For an older generation there is always the story of Moggerly's sausages but that is probably best left for another day.
And hopefully the current horseburger controversy will not last long enough for that product to attract an Irish sounding name.
Labels:
beef,
Capall,
dna,
horsemeat,
Larry Goodman,
pork,
silly burgers,
tesco
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
The Baby and the Bathwater
Monday, December 29, 2008
Porkies

The image above is Irish chicken filets purchased from Tesco. Proud to be Irish. Indeed, 100% Irish. No problem with chickens, then.
The image below is Irish pork purchased from Lidl. Proud to be Irish? Not on your nanny. Enter a little trace of toxin and suddenly the Irish pork has a new passport. The meat is revealed as not Irish at all.

And lest you think I have it in for Lidl, here's an Olhausen's packet of sausages. The primary label proclaims the firm to be "Irish since 1896" so you might expect Irish pork. But the subsequent label makes it quite clear the product is "Non-Irish Origin".

And this despite the folksy reverse label.

I'm thinking of starting a new movement called Toxins for Truth. Any takers?
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