Well, AFAIK all peanut butter in America always has roughly the same amount of sugar in it. I’m diabetic and I’ve never seen anything called ‘sugar-free’ peanut butter. The only thing I can think of would be so-called ‘natural’ peanut butter, the stuff where the oil separates when it sits and you have to stir it before using. Peanut butter used in candy, like Reese Cups, always has extra sugar in it.
I’ve always thought that Brits love their ‘jam’, but come to think of it I’ve never seen peanut butter mentioned in British TV shows or movies. So I guess it could be as foreign & gross sounding to them as things like ‘blood pudding’ is to us… :eek:
In Belgium, the land that invented “French” fries, they like mustard on them. I have caroused with Belgians, drinking beer, playing foosball, and snarfing pommes frites à la moutarde. Good times.
Or perhaps something like the thing we have here called “jo-jos”, which are long quarter potato cuts typically having a seasoned floury coating. Often eaten with a ranch dip.
Now I must strongly curse you all, every one, for it is late, and between fits of gagging over some of these twisted cuisine ideas, I am wracking my memory for a place within ten miles of here where I can get decent pedestrian F&C. There might be a Skippers at the bottom of the hill, but the cannot be open at this hour.
KFC here serves chips, which would not be out of place in a fish-and-chips place if not for their uniformity and crispiness, but are in the ballpark sizewise. What you have there are what I’d call potato wedges, too.
After WWII the British tried to boost African economy and nutrition with the Great Tanganyika Groundnut Scheme. It was an utter failure because, no matter the virtues, who wants to eat something called “groundnut paste?”
Leave it to those wacky Brits to come up with some god-awful sounding cuisine like “chip butty”, no doubt a veritable heart attack on a plate! :eek:
Why can’t they just eat normal food, like my “bacon, scrapple, cheese & ketchup on buttered toast club sandwich”? (Sometimes I slide a leaf of lettuce between the bacon and scrapple, if I’m in the mood to eat healthy).
BTW: anyone know where I can score some cheap Orlistat?
And, please, permit me to apologize; I don’t mean to pick on the Brits. It wouldn’t surprise me in the least if those nutty Canadians, South Africans, Kiwis and Aussies eat chip butty sandwiches, too. Of course in the Land of Oz, they probably call them Chip & Marmite Buttys.
Not really. It’s very much a standard item here. The online supermarket I use stocks the following brands:
Meridian, Sun-Pat, Biona, Whole Earth, Jif, Skippy, Eskal, Smuckers, Black Cat and their own brand; Waitrose (pretty much every major supermarket here has their own brand including Tesco, Morrisons, Asda, Sainsburys, Marks & Spencer etc)
Varieties of the above include smooth, creamy, crunchy, organic, palm-fat free, peanut & raisin, peanut & chilli, peanut & grape jelly, peanut & strawberry jelly.
Then there’s the almond butter, no-nut butter (sunflower seeds), 3-nut butter, mixed nut butter, peanut butter ice cream, Reese’s cups, and crunchy peanut butter Kit Kat.
Oh, and two varieties of peanut butter for birds; original and with mealworms!
We take no lectures from a nation that eats hotdogs.
Im a fan of American fast food. I remember the miserable hamburger joints we had here in the UK before McDonalds came to our shores. But my god, hotdogs come straight from Satan’s ass!
Frankfurters are all meat (wouldn’t get any more specific than that, but all meat). What are your British bangers made of, breadcrumbs and slaughterhouse floor-sweepings?
Yeah, well, on the other hand, we have mouth-watering scrapple, so put that in your bonnet and smoke it, mate!
But, I will admit, I decided to change the name of my sandwich to a “bacon, scrapple, cheese & ketchup triple decker toasted BUTTY”, and it does sound more appetizing that way!
Really? The English looking down upon OUR food? Maybe the Italians or the French could take such an attitude but we don’t eat Stargazey pie or Black Pudding.