If it’s Sunday……it is time for cholesterol!
One of the best parts of being British is how much we really enjoy all that terrible food that the world makes fun of! Let’s be honest there is nothing better than good roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, roast potatoes and gravy on a sunday. The joys of a British candy bar are second to none and prove conclusively that peanuts are NOT the single vital ingredient in making a world class chocolate treat.
In keeping with this spirit, I am including a photo of a recent delicious British luncheon I enjoyed. My only wish is that the photo could have been taken in ‘odor-ama’ so you could enjoy the tear inducing presence of vinegar! Keep your fancy, shmancy French food and give me a plate of sausage and chips!
Usually the key to expensive food is sprinkling grated parsley around the side of the plate. I have a new way of making all food look expensive—I have taken an old pair of reading glasses and stuck parsley around the edges of the lenses. Voila—a 50 dollar entree!
REMARKABLE MAGIC 
One ventures to think what this delight would have cost in Norway where I experienced the fright of my life with the $32 airport hamburger (freedom fried NOT included). Diet Coke was only six bucks. Hey, we have it pretty darn good compared to the rest of the world.