Aghhh, bad Shelby for not blogging. I realized this and decided to something fairly self sacrificial in order to entertain you all...I ate a meat pastry. I know you are thinking, 'what's so bad about eating steamy meat enveloped by a flaky outer pastry layer?' I can sympathize. But to me that little meaty treat is not only a caloric bomb, but unnatural in it's composition.
Regardless, there I was, standing in line at Gregg's (the pastry-producing bakery) preparing to delve further into the English diet than I had dared to do before. I mean, this wasn't the first time I'd thought about eating one. I stand in line for my delicious hot chocolate everyday, and see person after person carrying out brown bags brimming with sausage rolls, steak bakes, meat and potato pies, and chili cheese bakes. And they've got the happiest looks on their faces. Why are you people smiling? do you have any idea what you're about to consume?!?
How ignorant I was, looking back on it now. Shouldn't I have assumed the long-standing culinary tradition of 'crap in a pastry' was in place for a reason? So I ordered. I went with a sausage roll because it had the least imposing size of them all, and I couldn't bear the thought of eating anything resembling a pot pie for breakfast. I then brought it to the library to consume in peace, strategically locating myself near one of the restrooms in case this whole thing went south. I took the first bite...guess what?...it was absolutely delicious!!! From the flaky crust to the warm savory sausage on the inside, it was perfection. I was in shock.
The obvious problem with this revelation, is that I now like sausage rolls. Oh well. When in England I guess. I'm still slightly nervous to sample the other pastries, but you can bet when I run out of blogging material, I'll be getting right back into that line.
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