"Its not either of the above....."

oh, but it is. I was the one who described it to Dave as the scrapings off the abbatoir floor, and I stand by that.

I'm not one to wantonly diss honest food, especially honest food which has come out of poverty. Some of the best food in the world falls into this category (for instance, I'll not hear a word said against brawn, or "head cheese" - lovely stuff).

But scrapple is vile. The texture is kind of soft and mushy. The taste is indescribably awful. To smell it cooking makes me feel ill. It's like Irish white pudding gone horribly, horribly wrong.

And don't get me started on canned corned beef hash...