Potatoes 20 different ways.
Mushy peas.
Beetroot.
Yorkshire pudding.
And…the pub. These are the food and drink of the local yokels in England. But more than any other meal, my friends kept asking, “Have you had the fish and chips?”
Well, I can finally answer “yes” to that question. And it really was quite good.
Friday, Saturday and Sunday of this week were spent with distant relatives in Wakefield, England. We climbed some castle ruins, spent time in “a pit” (a coal mine) at the National Coal Mining Museum, took a “War of the Roses” grand tour of York and the surrounding areas, and spent time in the pubs getting to know each other.
AND…we had fish and chips. Yes, I love haddock. Yes, I’ll eat them again. And no, I can’t eat all the chips!
But should I ever have a friend come to England, one of the first things I’m sure I’ll ask them is…”Make sure and eat the fish and chips!”
And, with that comment I’m signing off. I’ll fill in the gaps of the weekend, post a video I put to Celtic music and talk about the idiosyncracies of speaking two languages while both English in my next post. For right now, however, it’s time to get back to the books.
Cheers…
P.S. I had a pretend battle with some children on the Castle wall ruins in Wakefield. They were Roman Soldiers and challenged me, and I couldn’t just back down now…could I? I hurled a stone at their wall and took them down a notch, but in the end they killed me with a spear. Below is a picture of me and the young soldiers atop the wall.
I saw a War of the Roses quote this weekend that really hit me. It was, “Fight as though you were defending the very gates of Paradise.” I think those girls were pretty darn close…touche’, young ladies, touche’! (See P.P.S. – late addendum, next day – after the jump)
P.P.S.
Here is a video of my time in a coal mining museum, Wakefield and York (as well as surrounding areas). I realize this is Celtic music which is more suitable for areas northwest of this region, but I just liked it. Enjoy!