It's gotta be sheperd's pie or fish and chips for me. Yeah, we had the most amazing fish and chips in Brighton-with loads of salt and vinegar. But nothing can beat a good British bread and butter pudding. Nah, I pretty much like everything I've tried. The idea of jellied eels makes me sick.
Black pudding is pretty yucky and mushy peas are gross.
Yeah, they're so disgusting. So, sum-up us Brits then. . . Britain is bangers and mash, men smoking pipes, fish and chips, steak and kidney pies, and Sherlock Holmes hats. The Beatles, sheperd's pie, soccer, Virgin, and James Bond-style tuxedos. Here are the results. . .