Guess what? My first term of uni is officially over. I survived! Okay, I’ve got four essays and an exam due when school resumes in January, but that’s beside the point. The point is that my big brother is getting married in California, which means that I’m gonna get to go back to the US over the holidays to see mia familia! I couldn’t be more excited.
Now the time for packing has ensued. I don’t have the time or money to buy souvenirs for each one of my seven siblings, but I can at least bring some goodies to share.
So now it is time for a bit of soul searching. What British junk food have I discovered in the past few months that have become an essential part of my existence and that my family must now experience?
Here is the complete list:
Umm yeah, I’ll probably make it approximately 5 hours outside of the UK before craving a warm cuppa and a dark chocolate Mcvite Digestive. These perfect biscuits have become a staple for any rainy day cheering up session. I am officially dependent. My family should give me a special reward if the Digestives make it all the way across the ocean without being opened. A VERY special reward.
It’s a cookie, no it’s a pancake… it’s a cookie, no it’s a pancake… it’s a Welsh cake. I’d be a sad dispicable daughter if I came all the way from Wales without this Welshest of Welsh treat.
Peri Peri Sauce
So Nandos was a phenonmenon I hadn’t run into until I came to the UK. Portuguese rotisserie chicken topped with a creamy but tangy spicy sauce. The restaurant sell’s its special sauce in food stores all over. It is like the UK’s version of A1 Sauce… it goes good with everything. And I mean EVERYTHING…except for ice cream. Then again, I might just have to test that ice cream theory cause I can almost see a peri peri sundae tasting semi-decent if I was in the right mood.
This is basically like a runny pudding that you buy in a can and serve as a side with desserts. I don’t particularly fancy it, but hey, there are very few things as British as custard, so I’ll have to let my family try it and decide for themselves what they think.
One word: Kinder. That company knows how to make the most perfect decadent treats that are basically childhood wrapped in plastic and coated in chocolate. This is my favourite Kinder treat. Let me just tell you, these lil guys do truly live up to their name. Not only are they shaped as everyone’s favourite African animal, eat too many of them and I gurantee you will start to feel like a very happy hippo yourself.
The British love their crisps. I’m buying a variety pack of new flavours for my family to try.