Jay ramped it up today. Good and proper. The pictures that follow this post include some of the most gut-wrenching images you'll ever see during a mid week lunch. Words cannot describe what follows.
Portland Plaice, Portland Street, Manchester was the choice. Check out the Holland's van parked just outside on Street View: http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?layer=c&cbll=53.477679,-2.239909&cbp=12,31.02,,2,0.44&ved=0CDcQ2wU&ei=d-mKS8XEKKG9jAf03IWKCg&ie=UTF8&ll=53.477679,-2.239909&spn=0,320.668945&z=5&panoid=fVXOwgEer6F6MURKT0XMmA
Jay went for the new Portland Plaice special, as suggested by one of his fellow collegues. The new 'special' consisted of:
1 portion of chips
1 serving of chilli-con-carne
1 serving of melted cheese
1 serving of vegetable pakora in curry sauce
1 portion of mushy peas (optional)
1 battered turkey kebab (optional, and unclassified)
It was the latter, unclassified turkey item which really tipped the boat. Even Jay was disgusted by it. The item was made up of grey 'turkey' cubes containing bits of unknown white fat/gelatine, and slices of white onion, skewered onto a wooden stick, then coated in the infamous Portland Plaice trademark artery clogging batter.
Jay tried his best to pretend it was decent grub, but to no avail. He was forced to pull out 3/4 of the way through stating "that turkey thing is fucking rancid, I'm not eating the rest of that". The left over container held the remaining contents... It looked like the food was perspiring. It really looked like a genuine health hazard.
Take a look at the last photo below, where you can see Jay taking some time out to reflect on what just happened to him. Our thoughts are all with you today Jay. Hang on in there matey, it'll be ok.
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