I'd like to eat in England as an adult, instead of a teenager making do.
Last year, I ate on a budget, but well enough in London and Devon. Some of the greatest hits of Britain -- lamb, tea, biscuits -- but all in good ways, and sometimes unconvential ways. Britons seem to eat more -- substantially -- than I do, by which I mean their meals tend to be heavier, but I've found that's true of all of Europe that I've visited.
I've never been to Ireland, but I can attest to the tastiness of English and Scottish pub food. It's not fancy, but it's yummy.
so tempted to do my morning commute as a jackass R. Kelly song, but I will spare you all.
Mondays are hard. My brain does not seem to have any ability to recall what was going on on Friday.
Have you been to the Chip Shop on Atlantic Avenue yet? Their menu includes deep-fried candy bars. (They also have a deep-fried Atkins bar for people on a diet).
I've walked past it several times, but never gone in. You really have to be in the mood for deep-fried Snickers, you know?
(And now I'm going, wait, Atlantic? Are there two? I only know about the 5th Ave one. And the van.)
Yeah, they opened a second one. Here's the menu: [link]
Ooh, that's much closer to me. Yay!
Happy Birthday, Abby!
Some of the best food I've ever had was in Ireland.
I'll second that, and Hubs will third. We think it's the ingredients -- far fresher (for example, many fewer preservatives) than are most generally available in the States.
The British Isles also know how to swipe the best in ethnic cooking. One of the best meals I've ever had was a chicken curry in a pub in a village (whose name I've unfortunately forgotten) in County Kildare.
I could also rave all day about treats (soft drinks, candies, cookies, desserts) in the British Isles and on the Continent (or at least the little of it I've seen, which is basically Paris and some of its environs). But I'll limit myself to this -- a couple we know visit Ireland regularly (she's fron Kildare, and most of his family lives around here) and have asked me if we'd like them to bring us back something. We ask for a few cans of Lilt, a truly scrumptious citrus-based soda.
Now I want a deep fried candy bar. I blame you people.
Chips on a buttered roll? Huh. That just sounds nasty to me.
I've got weird bruises on my hands. Not sure how I did that. Probably cleaning yesterday. But weird.