Betsy, it's called a chinois or china-cap strainer. Truly. I have one, with specially shaped pestle and accompanying stand.
Okay, so we didn't use a ricer, we used one of these.
Which I realize none of you are interested in, but I'm busily expanding my cooking vocab. On the other hand, this means that I have to let go of my pleasure that unlike Giles, my family did have a ricer. Oh well.
Ricers are kind of like garlic presses, only bigger.
Yeah, we never used a ricer for applesauce either. Don't even own one. Our applesauce-smoother is a sort of food-mill thing with a crank. And we cook skins-on, as far as I recall. I haven't made applesauce in yonks.
We mash potatoes with a fork, or occasionally get really fierce with the wooden meat-tenderizing mallet. My stepmother used to put mashed potatoes in the Cuisinart, or it might have been my father. Um, glue, folks.
It's definitely a chinois, a.k.a. china cap strainer. My Dad sells restaurant supplies, and I've seen them described as such in a hundred catalogues.
Also, this conversation has made me realize that I need many, many more kitchen gadgets. Also, a new kitchen.
Huh. I'm watching "The Jury", and they're currently holding it against the defendant that he stayed completely silent upon arrest.
Pity the Yank that gets arrested in the UK.
Assuming anyone actually
does
keep quiet.
We mash potatoes with a fork
Oooh, just like the Pilgrims did!
Pity the Yank that gets arrested in the UK.
Scots Law is different from English Law. In Scotland there's none of that saying nothing will get you in trouble nonsense.
The few glimpses of Scots Law I've had so far seem to be a damn sight more sensible than their English equivalents. IIRC, for example, gazumping properties isn't allowed. Go Team.