Delights of the American Supermarket
Whenever I go on holiday I always enjoy a snoop around the supermarket to see what other countries eat, and this morning I finally got the time to do a slow wander through my local American supermarket.
I feel I should disclaimer from the top that the UK holds some pretty terrible things - breakfast in a tin and Smash are two easy examples. But in terms of sheer imagination and enthusiasm, the States is way ahead of us.
Pouches of French Toast Bites. Why bites? I don’t think I’ve ever been faced with a piece of French Toast gloriously caramelised and sweet out the pan and thought ‘I could really do with eating this without a knife and fork, and most crucially out of a pouch’.
This Special K Sausage Egg, and Cheese Flatbread disaster seems to perfectly summarise the odd approach to dieting I keep seeing over here. On one of our first breakfasts out I spotted on the menu a egg white omelette served with low fat mozzarella. I have issue with low fat cheese to begin with, but worse was when I saw someone served it - it was HUGE, literally enough for two people. There seems to be no acceptance that a bit less, with better, healthier, fresher ingredients may be a better option. Particularly when this is clearly going to taste horrible. Ugh.
Who thought it was a good idea to name their cholesterol riddled pizza after a tombstone? Why not just call it ‘Heart Attack’ and be done with it?
Two wonderful things here - firstly I enjoy the honesty in a dinner for one being called Hungry-Man. Secondly, the dinner above of Fish Sticks, with Mac and Cheese and a Chocolate Pudding for after. I couldn’t get my head around how disgusting that combination sounds. Also note, the ribs in the Hungry-Man meal and to the left are ‘rib shaped patties’.
NOT HOME STYLE TO ME. :(((((((((
When Americans go healthy. Wolfgang Puck’s creepiness is second only to Bill Granger. I think they might be related. I heard if you say Wolfgang Puck in a mirror three times you get perfectly white teeth.
I simply don’t know how you make kiddy pasta taste like Cheeseburgers. Or is the label an example of their production and someone just smushes a burger onto a plate of pasta and hopes for the best?
Come back Tesco, all is forgiven.
Need a cake of an uncomfortable looking lamb for your party? Whole Foods can totally sort that for you.
Saw a cute cupcake shop called @sprinkles. Didn’t know how excited we should be until an American teenage girl behind us screamed “OH MY GOD! SPRINKLES!”
They were very yummy, even if my cinnamon flavoured one looked like a boob.
Breakfast on the go (to the Social Security Office) from the undoubtedly crappy chain of Einstein Bagel Bros - ALL the bagel flavours, most hilariously with your choice of Shmear. Try saying that with a straight face.
Most excitingly though, DOGGIE BAGELS.