There is one thing virtually guaranteed to make an Englishman’s heart beat faster, especially an Englishman abroad…and that’s a plate of Bangers & Mash.
Today while I was running errands around town I happened across a Farmer’s Market which I have passed hundreds of times & never ventured into. Today, for some reason I was inexplicably drawn to it. I soon discovered the reason why. Nestled amongst the rows of stalls selling brightly colored Pike-Place-Market-style flowers, artisan breads & handmade housewares of every description was a very plain stall with a large red, white & blue sign that made my heart skip a beat as it proudly declared: PROPER BRITISH BACON. That’s all it took. 10 minutes later I was hurrying towards the car clutching 2 lbs of bacon & 1 lb of sausages. I am pretty sure that I broke the speed limit several times getting home because I knew exactly what I was having for dinner, and I wanted dinner right then & there.
Bangers & mash. Even hearing the words get me all discombobulated.
I am already dreaming about the Sausage Butty I’ll be eating for lunch tomorrow made with the bangers that I didn’t eat with mash today.