I like to think that our common love of frying things that probably shouldn't be fried is an unseen connection with our cousins across the pond
I think the true bond is the recognition that almost everything edible is improved by deep frying, and usually by breading it first.
In the US, a rookie mistake in making french fries is not realizing that they need to be breaded. Yes, it's not obvious until you compare the results, but it's true.
Only if it's candy. When I visited Edinburgh I found a fastfood shop where you could choose candy (mostly chocolate) from a menu, and they'd batter and fry it for you. I managed to eat half a deep fried Mars bar before I couldn't ignore the agonizing screams my aorta anymore.
The shops between Edinburgh station and the castle are like some overwrought parody of Scottish stereotypes - it's like walking through a discworld city.
I'm American and I actually don't like fried food very much. To me it's fairly flavorless without spices.
For me, it tastes very samey. I remember going to the States a while back and ordered a seafood platter and was quite excited. When I realized it was just all deep fried I was really disappointed.
The Onion Ring to Rule them All
I think that's all of the UK.
All of their food is different colors of beige and brown.
Don't knock it 'till you try it.
I could live off fried chicken until I died of a heart attack
I grew up in Texas. The golf course near my house made fried Twinkies and fried Snickers. Man that shit is good.
Thought that was Scotland.
I like to think that our common love of frying things that probably shouldn't be fried is an unseen connection with our cousins across the pond
I think the true bond is the recognition that almost everything edible is improved by deep frying, and usually by breading it first.
In the US, a rookie mistake in making french fries is not realizing that they need to be breaded. Yes, it's not obvious until you compare the results, but it's true.
Only if it's candy. When I visited Edinburgh I found a fastfood shop where you could choose candy (mostly chocolate) from a menu, and they'd batter and fry it for you. I managed to eat half a deep fried Mars bar before I couldn't ignore the agonizing screams my aorta anymore.
The shops between Edinburgh station and the castle are like some overwrought parody of Scottish stereotypes - it's like walking through a discworld city.
I'm American and I actually don't like fried food very much. To me it's fairly flavorless without spices.
For me, it tastes very samey. I remember going to the States a while back and ordered a seafood platter and was quite excited. When I realized it was just all deep fried I was really disappointed.