[Sethomas]

We had both been to Europe before, but in 2002 my sister and I visited England together and that was a new experience for both of us.

Dealing with food, it wasn't strictly a matter of "that looks disgusting" or whatever, it was that if something sounded good on the menu then it always ended up being "ethnic cuisine", and we wanted a cultural experience that we couldn't really get in a 30 mile radius from home. All the English food was just... unremarkable.

But, yeah, one morning we went out for breakfast. Breakfast was wonderful. Thank you, England for understanding that a croissant and a demitasse of coffee is not "breakfast", even if it DOES happen to cost six euros.

When my sister actually moved to England a few years later, she sent me a postcard with a picture of an English breakfast for the image, and it was cut so that the card matched the shape of the plate. It's still hanging up on the wall downstairs, and when people ask me why I have a a random picture of a plate of food hanging up they fail to understand why I invest so much passion into my explanation.