My wife's middle class, she's being skiiing and everything :)

And no, I didn't really mean you as in you.
I occasionally put things like that it to make people think I mean them. To see who the cap fits ;)

I guess I must mean Kerosene, UG, Wolf.
With their talk of condiments I'd never heard of in fast food chains we do have over here.
So I had to check my facts, and whaddya know? Salivation occurred.

Am crone too.
Cranky crone on diet wishing to give up, dissolving own stomach lining in unnecessary saliva. Will get ulcer. And will blame everyone else. Except you.

OH. So, wait.

Everything is not about me?

;)


I used to be middle class - I mean, before my country sank into third-worldness due to wars we wage and can never win - and I've never been skiing.


is skiing a decidedly MC Brit thing to do? Like being a soccer mom over here?

Ketchup - to quote Dilbert, it makes everything taste like Ketchup.
Mayo - pretty good, but really fattening.
McDonald's BBQ sauce or Burger King's onion ring sauce!

They give out Philadelphia cream cheese in the UK. Wow. So we are to the UK what Cheddar is to us.

Now I'm sad. But at least they still have one. Philadelphia Cream Cheese is no longer made in Philadelphia.

It never was. It's from New York.

When it was first marketed, apparently Philadelphia was where the haut cuisine came from.

You need Brussels' Bureaucracy (well, sometimes like you need a hole in the head).
We have Protected Designation of Origin/ Protected Geographical Indication for some regional food or drink.

If it's not from the Champagne region of France it is NOT champagne.
If the pasty is not from Cornwall it is NOT a Cornish pasty.
Too late for Cheddar, but Stilton is okay. No joy for Bologna, but Spain's Serrano ham qualifies.

[Tries hat on. Can't make head nor tail of the doggie ears with the golliwog hair.]

No Taco Bell sauce is mean, not even the green. Some are respectable. I seldom bother with anything less than the Fuego, and part of the attraction there is the reading matter:

"I don't know where I am. It's dark and I can hear laughing."
"Sometimes the sporks pick on me at night."

You want mean with your Taco Bell Supreme item, you pack along your own bottle of Endorphin Rush. Met that one in a restaurant one afternoon last century. One drop makes your eyelids sweat. Two and your breath comes short. The label suggests holding up at three drops until you're truly in training.