Go on, make me feel even worse…

So there I was saying how much I didn’t enjoy Young’s Scampi when I read on the BBC today about how ludricously Young’s catch their langoustine (scampi) off the shores of Scotland, ship them to Thailand for peeling, ship them to Grimsby for breading before moving them by lorry down to me here in the south-west.

It sounds mad: shipping UK-caught langoustine thousands of miles to be processed, then back again to be turned into breaded scampi and put on sale.

Now I  feel even worse…

Young’s Premium Scampi

Okay so I succumbed to the advertising outside my local supermarket and I went and purchased a bag of Young’s Premium Scampi.

scampi

These frozen scampi take seventeen minutes in the oven and are typical scampi to be honest, nothing special and nothing really to write home about (or a blog entry, oops).

I don’t know maybe, my expectations were too high, but I was thinking they would be extra special, but they didn’t really hit the spot, reminded me more of the scampi I would get from the local chippy.

Not going to go on my shopping list again.