Having left 'old Blighty' 9 months ago to come to the land of the free.. I have a craving for my old favourite of 'fish and chips'.. I would have it in a tray, with gravy and mushy peas. Called a 'fish supper' around where I used to live.. it probably is the cause of more fatalities than any other dish in the UK. But, by crikey, it is good, wholesome, tasty and (oh gosh, I am off on one here!!) nostalgic food!!.
How cruel to create a post that reminds me of my homeland and stabs me in my heart and stomach!.. (LOL).
My yank hubby gets very confused when I tell him we are going to have 'Hamburger and chips' for tea. The worried look on his face disappears when I serve him 'burger and fries'.. He looks more confused when I ask him to grab me a 'bag of crisps' from the cupboard. I am sorry, I just CAN'T call them chips..
I also used to really enjoy a kebab from the local chipshop too.. sliced off a huge rotating lamb(ish) meatloaf type of skewer thing, put in a pita bread with lashings of salad, onion and hot sauce.. to die for, literally..