Brits are full of beans
For most Americans, Heinz is synonymous with ketchup.
But in the UK, well, “Beanz Meanz Heinz” (as their ad slogan goes).
Brits simply can’t live without Heinz baked beans. It’s an icon. It’s a staple. And it’s not just a good alternative to homemade beans. It trumps it every time.
Baked beans are always included on the plate of the quintessential full English breakfast (which includes fried eggs, sausage, bacon, fried bread or buttered toast, grilled tomato, sauteed mushrooms and sausage made of pig’s blood AKA black pudding). It livens up any snack of cheese on toast (another simple British classic). It’s also a very common topping for jacket potatoes (translation: baked potatoes).
Personally, I’m not a fan of American baked beans in any context. Not camping, not at a barbecue and certainly not as an accompaniment to hot dogs (and don’t even mention pork and beans to me, unless you want to see me gag).
Yet there is a place in my heart for Heinz baked beans and I’m definitely not the only one. Thankfully, it is available at any Cost Plus World Market in the US.
Posted on 7, September 2011, in Food and tagged beans, British, food, Heinz. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
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I tend to eat (Heinz) baked beans when I need ‘comfort food’ or can’t be bothered to cook anything that takes a lot of time. But yeah – a very common Brit food!
By the by ‘blood pudding’ is usually known as ‘black pudding’ – probably from the colour it goes. I’ve only had it once and I hated it – I don’t like the consistency or really thinking about what it’s made from! (What are we, vampires? š )
Oh, you’re so right! I meant to type black pudding, but put blood pudding instead (I think it’s gross, however you spell it!). Am editing it now. Thanks
I do eat beans on toast very occasionally but when I, rarely now, have the ‘Full English ‘ I never have beans. I think maybe it is how I had it as a child. Certainly most have the beans. When I buy them it must be Heinz and never any other brand. Again habit but perhaps the slogan works for me! As for black pudding -yuck! I think it’s a bit of a man thing!