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Food journey!

For millenia, man has eaten food to allay his desire to gain nutrients. George Washington ate food. So did Abraham Lincoln, and so did people who weren't presidents. Like Warren Harding. Women have eaten food. Food has also been eaten by the following people: people in different countries, people with long hair and bald people, people who smile or cry when they wake up in the morning and even some animals. One time, I heard that people have even eaten other people for food. It's really important!

But in London, peope aren't as fortunate as the rest of the world. Whereas in America or Bratislava, people have eaten foods made more excellent through the use of spice. Did you even know that BRITAIN WAS A BIG COUNTRY THAT USED SPICES BACK IN HISTORY? Yes! The East India Trading Co. brought things like salt to the white man. But ever since the British lost their stake in The Burden, they spent more time concentrating on metaphors with America (I heard today that Britain was Greece to our Rome -- that they created a great deal of art and retained a culture while we 'adopted' everything we had) and less time on paprika or coriander.

So this week, I bring you the various sides of British culture. Or, some of the various sides. I'm sad to say that alighting this ever-speeding train got off to a bit of a bump and has yet to move at the speed of America. However, one must understand that in Britain, change always occurs gradually -- it creates the tradition of stability, according to Professor Michael Thornhill, who said today that the British can take their beer better than the Chinese because "we've had centuries of experience."

The Odeon movie theatre in Leicester Square, right next to Picadilly Circus. What happens when movies without the epic nature of King Kong aren't playing? Like, "

Every 1GBP (GBP = pound sterling) pizza I've found sports a composition of around 97% bread and a trace layer of cheese atop insinuations of sauce that-once-was, resulting in a very soft and heavy final impression, not unlike that of oatmeal or the mentality of suburban teens.

But when I took a picture of the pizza place, this Portuguese man suggested I buy a slice. It was, as he said, da best.


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