Yummmmmmm!
Real Food!
Posted on 08/19/2004 7:01:22 AM PDT by Pokey78
Hey Ella, No one who matters, (that would be US) gives a crap what you think.
You and the rest of your brit food snobs can go pound sand.
AMERICAN FOOD RULES
AMERICANS FIRST
the cheesecake factory is a great restaurant. If britain had a restaurant that served food as good as the stuff in c.f. then perhaps there would be less complaints about their food.
the europeans are jealous of everything america does.
When I was in Englad the supermarkets were very similar to the ones here in the states. In fact - the one I frequented most had a much nicer selection of bread than the one I shop at here at home. Nice crusty breads.
The one thing I had to get used to was the fact that they really didn't have 1/2 and 1/2 for my coffee. I used a light cream - now THAT was more of a treat.
Overall - the grocery was just like here. And this was in a very small town.
You haven't had Amish noodles, fried chicken, roast turkey and beef, three-bean salad and creamed corn. Then again, there is salad, but most everyone knows salad. Or maybe a good burger or steak? How about some scallops or shrimp? Or maybe some berries? Care for some mashed potatoes? What about some pie? Sugar pie, strawberry-rhubarb pie, blackberry pie, Dutch apple pie, cherry pie, peach pie, blueberry pie, shoo fly pie, lemon meringue pie, banana cream pie, sweet potato pie, pumpkin pie? American food isn't good?
‘Just the turkey, please.’
‘The dish comes that way.’
‘But I only want the turkey, thanks.’
‘I’m sorry, miss, that’s not possible.’
‘But I know you’ve got grilled turkey — it says so right here.’
‘That’s our Grilled Turkey Sandwich, miss. Our Grilled Turkey’s on our dinner menu.’
‘But surely you can just remove the bread?’
‘No — I’m sorry. Like I told you before, the Grilled Turkey Sandwich comes with the bread.’
‘You make it sound like it’s born with the bread.’
Yeah right, isn't that scene from easy riders?
The solution is simple. Don't come to America.
is it just me or do the europeans seem like a collective bunch of whiners?
And of course, if you ever find your way to Atlanta give me a buzz. We'll make sure you eat well, whether you prefer old-fashioned Southern cooking or the haute-est of the haute cuisine. Of course, there's always Chez An American Mother . . . I learned from my father, who is practically a professional (my mother on the other hand could burn water) and my company-cooking bibles are Julia Child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking and Marcella Hazan's Classic Italian Cooking. (For day-to-day I rely on the old Irma Rombauer Joy of Cooking. There is no better basic cookbook.)
LOL... I had no idea Heinz makes (their version of) "Spotted Dick" - in a can, no less! I remember seeing it on the menu in just about every pub we stopped in in the UK a few years ago.
I just posted that pic to add some humor to this thread... I'm not making fun of British cuisine. My husband and I have had some great (and some not-so great) meals in England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales over the years... ;-)
"No one who matters, (that would be US) gives a crap what you think.
You and the rest of your brit food snobs can go pound sand.
AMERICAN FOOD RULES
AMERICANS FIRST"
You see, this is just the type of attitude that we see from a small minority of Americans that gets the USA (populated in the main by decent charming people) a bad name.
You stayed in the wrong B&Bs. Last time I was in England the food was delicious. Fat farm-fresh sausages, eggs with golden yolks trembling in a sea of perfectly set whites, white puddings, black puddings, lovely homegrown tomatoes sliced crosswise and fried to buttery perfection with a healthy portion of mushrooms in accompaniment, and plates of fried brown bread to mop up with before rolling out of your chair and setting off on a hike through the gorgeous british countryside.
And don't even get me started on lunch :D
British food is spoofed for entertainment and educational use only.
DEAD BISHOP by Monty Python’s Flying Circus
Mother: (turning off radio) Liberal rubbish! Klaus!
Klaus: Yeah?
Mother: Whaddaya want with yer jugged fish?
Klaus: 'Alibut.
Mother: The jugged fish -- IS -- 'alibut!
Klaus: Well, what fish 'ave you got that isn't jugged?
Mother: Rabbit.
Klaus: What, rabbit fish?
Mother: Uuh, yes...it's got fins....
Klaus: Is it dead?
Mother: Well, it was coughin' up blood last night.
Klaus: All right, I'll have the dead unjugged rabbit fish.
[Voiceover: One dead unjugged rabbit fish later.]
Klaus: (putting down his knife and fork) Well, that was really 'orrible.
Mother: Aaw, you're always complainin'!
Klaus: Wha's for afters?
Mother: Rat cake, rat sorbet, rat pudding, or strawberry tart.
Klaus: (eyes lighting up) Strawberry tart?
Mother: Well, it's got *some* rat in it.
Klaus: 'Ow much?
Mother: Three. A lot, really.
Klaus: Well, I'll have a slice without so much rat in it.
[Voiceover: One slice of strawberry tart without so much rat in it later.]
Klaus: (putting down fork and knife) Appalling.
Mother: Moan , moan, moan!
Son: (coming in the door) 'Ello Mum. 'Ello Dad.
Klaus: 'Ello son.
Son: There's a dead bishop on the landing, dad!
Klaus: Really?
Mother: Where's it from?
Son: Waddya mean?
Mother: What's its diocese?
Son: Well, it looked a bit Bath and Wells-ish to me...
Klaus: (getting up and going out the door) I'll go and have a look.
Mother: I don't know...kids bringin' 'em in here....
Son: It's not me!
Mother: I've got three of 'em down by the bin, and the dustmen won't touch 'em!
Klaus: (coming back in) Leicester.
Mother: 'Ow d'you know?
Klaus: Tattooed on the back o' the neck. I'll call the police.
Mother: Shouldn't you call the church?
Son: Call the church police!
Klaus: All right. (shouting) The Church Police!
(sirens racing up, followed by a tremendous crash)
(the church police burst in the door)
Detective: What's all this then, Amen!
Mother: Are you the church police?
All the police officers: (in unison) Ho, Yes!
Mother: There's another dead bishop on the landing, vicar sargeant!
Detective: Uh, Detective Parsons, madam. I see... suffrican, or diocisian?
Mother: 'Ow should I know?
Detective: It's tatooed on the back o' their neck. (spying the tart) 'Ere, is that
rat tart?
Mother: (suspectful) yes.
Detective: Disgusting! Right! Men, the chase is on! Now we should all
kneel! (they all kneel)
All: O Lord, we beseech thee, tell us 'oo croaked Lester!
*thunder*
Voice of the Lord: The one in the gray says he’s done it!
Klaus: It's a fair cop, but society's to blame.
Detective: Agreed. We'll be charging them too.
Klaus: I'd like you to take the three boddlabin into consideration.
Detective: Right. I'll now ask you all to conclude this harrest with a hymn.
All: All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The church has beat them all.
Amen.
When visiting an historic pub on Fleet Street in London a few years ago I was shocked to see hundreds of cans of Budweiser. They lined the window ledges and were all over the old and ornate back bar. A waitress told me Bud was taking London by storm. I did my patriotic duty and ordered one and it was served room temperature warm -- Yuck! At least the local bitters (wonderful!) were refreshingly cool from being cellared.
Food For Thought...or maybe not
Furthermore, the wondrous selection of pastries, sweets, cheeses and dairy products in your average Tesco must be seen to be believed.
It is true that Scotland has great beef, though....
if you can't stand the snob-war heat then get out of the kitchen.
(most pro american stuff is said in response to anti-american comments. I used to be a very moderate patriot but now i live breath and die by the flag. Sept. 11 and the euro reaction to bush changed everything for me.
My parents live on the GA coast, and we go down to the shrimp fleet dock with a bucket and buy shrimp straight out of the sorter for dirt cheap . . . and for considerably less you can buy it straight out of the net but you have to pick out the weeds, shells, small dead fish, etc. Crab cakes fresh with just enough eggs and flour to hold them together . . . no lobster of course and I don't eat oysters, but ohhhhhh those shrimp and crabs! Plus, unlike Maine, they know how to fry a chicken so if you get tired of shrimp . . . :-D
LMAO
Yummmmmmm!
Real Food!
Hmmmm. No contest.
Just damn.
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