Monthly Archives: February 2015
So, I’m very late to the party here (this was apparently posted back in 2011), but I just saw this lovely little video of Sir David Attenborough reading “What a Wonderful World,” featuring some stunning scenes from the BBC’s “Frozen Planet.” I hope it sets what may be a tough Monday morning for you off on the right note!
How can you piss off a Brit?
Let me count the ways. Or rather, let me share a list I found on the Matador Network which says it better than I could.
I think #1 (tell us we don’t spell things properly) and #2 (jump the queue) are universal truths!
I don’t think Pancake Day really became a part of my life until I lived in the U.K. I thought it was a sweet, whimsical holiday that the Brits invented (they didn’t, by the way. More info on the origins here). But very quickly, it became an annual thing. And then after our kids were born, it became a tasty tradition — one that annually takes us by surprise (I actually didn’t realize it was Pancake Day until yesterday morning), but part of the tradition includes that fly-by-the-seat-of-our-pants scramble to get ingredients on a school night and pull this thing off.
I’m happy to report we had success yesterday — and even better, my husband made the pancakes this year.
Leave it to the British masterminds who created the chip butty (fries in a roll) to also attempt the crisp (translation: potato chip) sandwich.
Yes, crisp sandwiches are now being sold at the Stock Exchange Bakery in Bristol. The bakery offers patrons the choice of granary bread or a white bun (baked fresh on the premises! and I’ve blogged before about how granary bread is the Best Bread on the Planet!) and a choice of 20 different crisps (the Brits have so much variety in flavors from roast beef to prawn cocktail and everything in between) to put inside. All this for £2.50 each. The Bristol Post reports that they’ve had queues around the block!
Not since this sandwich have I been so intrigued. Sigh. Will someone report on this from across the pond? Is it as good as it sounds?
I enjoyed reading this “You know you’re back in America when …” posted to the Matador Network.
If you’ve ever lived abroad for any amount of time, this will appreciate these – for me, I remember vividly being struck by #1, #3 and #15 after spending my first few months in the U.K. and then returning to California for Christmas.
What’s your best “You know you’re back in America when …” tell-tale sign?