Attention, Attention!

Yes, I am aware I just posted, but I need to address an issue that does not involve any traveling. Put simply, I’ve been only doing homework for the past week or so, thus nothing really to post, except for one thing…

BREAKING NEWS!! 

The British can cook! I know, I know, I didn’t really believe it at first either, but it’s true. It’s actually a little bit of a challenge to find English food because they hide it in their pubs. I think they’re a little embarrassed since the stereotype says it’s out of their comfort zone. But that’s the thing! They’re beastly at comfort food! Give them a potato and they will make you a fabulous meal. I thought American french fries were delicious, but then I came here and had their chips. Oh man, talk about heaven drenched in salt and vinegar. Crisps (i.e.: potato chips) is another story. I like their Cheese and Onion idea, but when potatoes start having flavors like chicken and prawn, I draw the line. I’ve tried a chicken kind before, and it almost made me sick. The ketchup’s not bad, and I know we have that in the States, but I think it should be more common. Good stuff.

But wait, there’s more! The English have a dish called Jacket Potato and Beans, which is just what it sounds like—if you know what a “jacket potato” is, I guess. Put in American terms, this is a baked potato covered in baked beans and cheese. Genius, yiss? I think so. Tonight for dinner, I tried making this myself, and found it to be the best meal I’ve made so far. Granted, I haven’t been too complicated when it has come to my adventures in the kitchen, but still. The longest part was waiting for the potatoes to bake, but I took that time to do some art work in my journal. It reminded me of when I was in elementary school and used to do all of my homework at the kitchen table so that when I got stuck, I could call to my mom and ask for help. The meal filled me up in seconds and now hours later, I still feel happily satisfied.

I guess I should also mention their meat pies. I’ve had a few, but not in a restaurant setting—yet. As far as I can tell, I quite like savory pies, and wish people didn’t think of Sweeney Todd when they’re mentioned (if you don’t, maybe you will now. I apologize, but that’s what I think of first). Both chicken and beef are delicious, and a nice change from pasta. Once again, it’s very comforting food, and I don’t think eating such hearty meals all the time is such a good idea. Maybe that’s why they have so many Vietnamese and Thai restaurants all over the place? Makes sense to me.

Moral of the story: If you go to England, don’t fear the food. It’s fantabulous and a half.