I have never in all my years in Scotland EVER been asked if I wanted anything cooked any other way than the deep fatā¦ I have however heard tales of patrons from deepest darkest Englandshire asking for stuff to be bakedā¦
I think a compromise is usually had with the microwave.
Wannabe Gordon Geko types may wake up in the morning squirt on some Aramis and flex their average guns in the mirror listening to so macho. Real men in contrast are settled in their skin & eat the fuck out of quiche and quinoa
Bloody hell ! Back in the mid 70s I spent endless hours with a lead pencil making marks on Basic and Fortran programming cards. Indelibly stamped on my brain is āifā, āthenā, and āgo toā