It would be far too easy to make jokes about British food. I'm going to remain positive. The best British food is easily "pub food," the stuff you eat with your pint(s) of beer. Basic meat and potatoes if-it-ain't-broke-don't-fix-it dishes.
Since it was (Easter) Sunday, my Londoner friend suggested we get some Sunday roasts and split them. Sunday roasts are exactly what they sound like: Roast dinners only served on Sundays.
We got roast beef and roast chicken. Both were good. The beef was tasty, moist, and thickly cut. The chicken wasn't the least bit dry or lacking in flavor. Both came with roast parsnips, roast potatoes, mixed vegetables, onion gravy, and of course Yorkshire pudding.
I love Yorkshire pudding by the way.
Although we had drank a few pints of beer with dinner, we couldn't help but order dessert. The bartender told us they had only two slices of "giant chocolate cake" left and that one slice would be enough for both of us.
Good thing he warned us. The quarter of a 9-inch cake he brought us lived up to its name. It was three layers of chocolate sponge cake glued together with chocolate fudge, frosted with chocolate icing, sprinkled with chocolate chips and brownie pieces and served a la mode with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Pretty awesome.
So yeah. I take back any negative comments I made about British food since my last visit there circa 2000.
Since it was (Easter) Sunday, my Londoner friend suggested we get some Sunday roasts and split them. Sunday roasts are exactly what they sound like: Roast dinners only served on Sundays.
We got roast beef and roast chicken. Both were good. The beef was tasty, moist, and thickly cut. The chicken wasn't the least bit dry or lacking in flavor. Both came with roast parsnips, roast potatoes, mixed vegetables, onion gravy, and of course Yorkshire pudding.
I love Yorkshire pudding by the way.
Although we had drank a few pints of beer with dinner, we couldn't help but order dessert. The bartender told us they had only two slices of "giant chocolate cake" left and that one slice would be enough for both of us.
Good thing he warned us. The quarter of a 9-inch cake he brought us lived up to its name. It was three layers of chocolate sponge cake glued together with chocolate fudge, frosted with chocolate icing, sprinkled with chocolate chips and brownie pieces and served a la mode with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Pretty awesome.
So yeah. I take back any negative comments I made about British food since my last visit there circa 2000.
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