anthony: only there? nigella here anthony: i m with you there. nigella: yeah. anthony: uh, what is it? chips with curry sauce? nigella: mm. fantastic, sorry. anthony: it s really a matter of how many guinness you ve had. a soft-boiled egg, wrap it in minced pork, then roll it in breadcrumbs and what? deep-fry it. it s like a supernova of unhealthiness. and deliciousness. nigella: this is the important thing, the softness of the yolk. anthony: right, who invented this? it s just fiendish. nigella: one of the explanations, scots used to preserve eggs and send them to england, what would happen is that they would just, some sort of lime on them and it would discolor them so they then covered them to hide that. anthony: it s just right. nigella: when i grew up they were very low rent, but very cheap, rather spooky sausage meat, rock hard egg, you know? the, sort of, tinge like, you know, uranus. anthony: right. nigella: uranus as they to prefer to call it n
nigella: okay, i m going to give you some eggs in purgatory. anthony: why purgatory? nigella: because they re in chili sauce and tomatoes. it s a special hangover cure. i know you need it. anthony: yes. nigella: now, do you know about the delicacy of fried slice? anthony: oh, uh no. nigella: english delicacy which is like british bruschetta. you fry plastic bread. i ve got some really good beef dripping. anthony: kind of magical. nigella: pure grease. anthony: yeah, that s what i need right now. nigella: yeah. i think that s how everyone felt a bit after the referendum too. there s something very strange about you because you look normal. but it s all going on inside. anthony: but it s all yes. nigella: yes, you have got a slight pleading look in your eyes. anthony: i do, it s nigella: okay, the whole point of this is the plastic bread soaks in all the fat. so when you eat it, it bursts with grease in your mouth. it s that good. i like the noise. her
strangely calm. anthony: it is an argument for england. nigella: really? anthony: yeah, yeah, a good pub. nigella: yeah. anthony: if you re going to have a pint, this is the perfect time. it s quiet nigella: it is. we can pretend all is right with the universe. anthony: i m i m going to pretend. [ nigella chuckles ] how to win at business. step one: point decisively with the arm of your glasses. abracadabra. the stage is yours. step two: choose la quinta. the only hotel where you can redeem loyalty points for a free night-instantly and win at business.
mm, so good. nigella: i have something absorbent. you know that thing in the simpsons once when he wants to put on weight so he doesn t have to go to work? anthony: yes. nigella: and he allows himself to eat things that when you rub it on something it makes it go see through. anthony: your window to weight gain. nigella: yes, here, here you need to make this turn see through now if you want. anthony: i can see myself in about six months. nigella: i do feel quite pleased that we can be a corrupting influence. that s something that we can be proud of. anthony: these are frightening times for many. the world is changing and there is no stopping those changes. but in such times there are always two ways to go run and hide, build walls, cower in fear and suspicion, point the finger at our neighbors, look, like desperate, frightened people do, for someone to blame. or stand up and try, at least try, to build a better world. to look for, instead of a man on a horse to save u
jamie hince: get tony some. news reporter: the staggering news is now sinking in. news reporter 2: the markets are getting a brutal reaction. anthony: when the world seems like it s spinning out of control, and the inside of your skull feels like it s being gnawed on by angry wolverines. news reporter 3: the sun has risen on a completely different u.k., and a completely different e.u. anthony: when you wake up still tasting tequila, feeling shame, fear, and regret in equal measures, it s good to have a friend. news reporter 4: europe s weaker, britain s divided, where do we go now? anthony: who, without judgment, gives you a shoulder to cry on and, maybe, a simple good thing, like some eggs and sympathy. i m horribly and savagely hungover. nigella: that s very unlike you. anthony: i was feeling shame and regret and mourning. nigella: you re not the only one. anthony: i don t know what s happening. nigella: okay, i m going to give you some eggs in purgatory.