Through vegan.nu Jo found a Chinese food-shop in town that apparently sells lots of interesting foodstuff to consume (a favourite past-time for us).

Although the shop is not much bigger than our bathroom, and filled with Asians (unlike our bathroom) there were more vegan goodies than you can shake a joss stick at.

We came away with drumsticks, pork-roll, shrimps, goose-roll, chicken breast and squid, along with the more usual tofu and veggie dumplings (a variety of our favourite dumpling from our favourite sushi restaurant, Helens).

So far we’ve tried the drumsticks, which are actually quite tasty, and have a bamboo bone for false authenticity. We both agreed that they’d work a treat BBQed, with an accompanying sauce.

This makes me more confident that the other unknowns in our freezer could turn out to be real finds (unlike the orange olives I once bought from a similar shop), though no amount of success will prepare me for the squid.

George Orwell would have gained far more kudos, and a few more laughs, which is sorely needed in his literature) if he’d instead written:

“two legs good, four legs bad, any number of tentacles emetic.”