well maybe that's a big call, but it certainly seems that way, coming from london. the beer-bellyed, ugg boot wearing, chav sounding girls have turned into skinny, tall, models. mcdonalds and pizza hut (yes we've already been to both. c'mon, it's the cheapest by far.) is the fanciest i've seen. it seems it's customary to eat one's pizza with a fork and knife, and don't you dare eat the crust. oh and i don't know what makes the "miami melt" burger at mcdonalds so miami-inspired (it's just beef, cheese, lettuce and bread), but it's a work of culinary art. still, i did just spend around 12 dollars on a guinness.
speaking of which, we have been to dublin since i last posted on this blog (which has probably lost all [if any] of it's readers since then). it was loverly. big enough of a city to be a legitimate city, and small enough to be quaint. and i know stereotypes are usually just that, totally generalised stereotypes, but as soon as we arrived, we saw a man getting his faced kicked in by some dudes. and after dinner, we walked straight into a massive brawl, with all the blood, bouncers and 'garda' (celtic police) you could ask for. damn irish, with their fighting juice. and don't believe the hype, the guinness tour was the most overrated part of our time there. albeit, it was the best guinness i've ever had. dublin is offensively expensive at times though. hence why we could be found at gourmet burger kitchen more often than not.
and speaking of burgers, let me go on a tangent for a while, because i can. it seems the quarter pounder is not copywrited by ronald mcdonald. for we've noticed it (or a bastardised version at least) being sold at just about every dirty independent burger or kebab joint in london and dublin. be it tennessee chicken, cottage chicken, supermac's, happy harry's or the variety of king's cross hell holes, they'll have a nasty ass quarter pounder. get your shit together ronald and start suing! where's your american spirit! live the american dream and sue the shit out of your 'competitors' who don't stand a chance in the first place, and run them out of business. and you call yourself a monopoly. tsk tsk.
another american thing i've noticed is that they are EVERYWHERE. as i type, i'm sitting next to two yanks trying to book a bus ride to oslo because they missed they're flight. probably because they forgot they were travelling because they thought they were in the usa because of all the yanks everywhere. i mean tonight, we went to an irish pub (ONLY because we wanted to watch the premier league matches i swear) and were stuck next to some american girl. i walked out of the pub and the first thing i heard was some chick blabbering something in american. dublin, london, stockholm, oklahoma. we should all be voting for the election, it seems everywhere is america now. case in point, the offensive amount of chain restaurants, pubs, fast food joints in london. i could believe that australia was the apparently the fattest country in the world per capita over the states. but now, seeing how popular maccas, kfc, burger king, etc etc etc is in london, i am absolutely gobsmacked that the UK doesn't beat australia as well! take baker street station in london, for instance. i was on the bus from stansted back to london, half asleep. i didnt know where we were, and as soon as i opened my eyes, i was met with a line of mcdonalds, starbucks, kfc, pret a manger (a god awful chain of 'fresh food' stores that are EVERYWHERE in london) and costa coffee (seriously) right next to each other across the station. and as i sighed, i knew i was back in london.
so no, i have seen no signs of starbucks in stockholm (besides 'wayne's coffee') who i swear have stolen starbucks' font. the mcdonalds supply is the most limited i've seen thus far, and i think a burger king is the only other 'evil' (i say that with love because i'm a mad hypocrit) corporation that i've noticed. not that i'm going to let that stop me from slowly killing myself with terrible food, i do intend to guzzle down a local delicacy which apparently consists of a hot dog stuffed in a tortilla thing, filled with potatoes and other killer foods. now that's good eatin!
if you've gotten this far without getting hungry, or losing all respect for me, 'tak!' (thanks, just about the only swedish word i know).
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