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Roger
@rogger.bsky.social
Product manager. Food blogger. Dreadful champagne socialist woofter.

Food blog: https://www.louchegastronomique.com
The Sunday roast at Margaret’s is great, incidentally. They baked an extra hit of slow cooked ox cheek ~inside~ the Yorkshire pudding, and the extra gravy was actually enough (northern standards).
January 25, 2026 at 9:37 PM
Maybe it's going to be ok...
January 25, 2026 at 5:28 PM
I still chuckle each time I see this comment on one of my pub reviews.

Motherfucker thinks I'm what, the BBC? Bless his weird and quite probably bitterly divorced little heart.
January 24, 2026 at 5:25 PM
🤷‍♂️
January 24, 2026 at 9:54 AM
Mucking about with a quick seared jalapeño and pepper pseudo mole.
January 21, 2026 at 8:28 PM
Train home was cancelled (fuckery on the line near Stevenage) so I got the other line. Just checked to see how the later services are doing…
January 20, 2026 at 9:12 PM
Shit. Two years later apparently I just went and got that haircut.
January 17, 2026 at 11:11 AM
I tell a lie. Apparently this was me in 2016 🤷‍♂️
January 17, 2026 at 10:46 AM
I was going to do one of those then/now meme posts, but apparently this is the only thing in my camera roll from 2016

😬
January 17, 2026 at 10:43 AM
Between this and the ads for the Home Office, I do wonder if there’s some kind of “centrist lickspittle” flag I’ve accidentally tripped in LinkedIn’s metadata.
January 14, 2026 at 3:48 PM
Gonna just roast everything high for half an hour, simmer it in good chicken stock, blend it, and throw in herbs and borlotti beans.
January 5, 2026 at 6:54 PM
There we go. Sausages. Cavolo nero colcannon. Gravy.
January 3, 2026 at 8:33 PM
Try this from Fred India. Game changer. Also works with chicken.
January 3, 2026 at 8:00 PM
Yaaa-as they say-aaasss queen.
January 1, 2026 at 1:01 PM
I’d normally also do a post on every movie I saw at the cinema but this year we didn’t get to that many.

Highlights were probably:

- Sinners
- A Real Pain
- Pillion
- Good Boy
- The Golden Spurtle
December 31, 2025 at 9:02 AM
Leftover turkey ramen, motherfuckers.
December 27, 2025 at 9:21 PM
Prepping for the annual dice-roll game of “how fucked is this bottle from my uncle’s mouldering collection?”
December 24, 2025 at 3:31 PM
...and the second challenge will be stopping laughing at this for long enough to leave the house.

It's the "add to dictionary" that's ruined me.
December 24, 2025 at 9:42 AM
No, LinkedIn, and furthermore: absolutely, comprehensively, lavishly fuck off into the burning heart of the sun, glans-first.
December 19, 2025 at 6:51 PM
No, I don’t believe I will
December 19, 2025 at 1:11 PM
Merry Christmas, I guess 🤷‍♂️
December 19, 2025 at 10:52 AM
“No clear consensus” 🤦‍♂️

For some clarity, Labour, my dears, when we complain that you’re terminally polling-brained, galloping towards a policy agenda that’s just mob rule with paperwork, and should have some damn principles, we do not mean shitting on trans people and creative industries.
December 16, 2025 at 12:02 PM
It absolutely was time for dim sum.
December 14, 2025 at 3:14 PM
Uhh, is it fucking running on Windows 95?
December 13, 2025 at 10:26 AM
While I’m recommending stuff, this is… actually great?

Quick sandwich with some lettuce, mayo, and a scatter of jalapeños. It’s a good time.
December 8, 2025 at 12:27 PM