Up in Glasgow, this thing is called a ‘Munchy box’. Looking at the pictures, it seems to be all the food one might pick up after a night on the beer, but in a massive pile. Looking at the pictures is, for me, a combination of initial disgust followed by a little voice at the back of my head saying that actually, it could be quite tasty (that little voice is the one that says ‘lets go to the pub’).
We don’t have them down in Sheffield, at least I don’t think we do. If you know where I can buy one, then please don’t let me know. I can easily imagine tucking into one with an equally disgusting friend and then suffering the consequences the following morning, if not for the rest of my life.
Disturbingly clear pictures of the food are supplied in the blog entry (unfortunately).