I am tne last person in the world to critique others for their food tastes, being an acknowledge Picky Eater (Margie’s herculean efforts to broaden my culinary horizons notwithstanding).
Still, there’s a reason these Brit foods need to be ordered in, rather than just picked up at the nearest Piggly-Wiggly.
Though, to be fair, there’s some pretty weird crap at the Piggly-Wiggly, too.
(Hmmm. On further examination, what makes this page even weirder is that it’s a British Food Club for folks living in Japan. The same service, different goods, is available for Americans.)
(Via BoingBoing)