France, Italy, Spain--these are all countries that you expect to eat well in. England? Eh, not so much. I like fish n' chips just as much as the next person; the best part of the Lenten season was dining at least once at the local, swanked out Long John Silvers. But 7 days of fish n' chips does not make for a stellar...
This week has been awfully dreary now that the Olympics are over. Despite having to wake up with the rising sun each morning for work, I would loyally stay awake to watch the Games until Bob Costas signed off for the night. My nightly entertainment may be gone, but my sleep-wake cycle is relieved that it is all over. I have never been...