While I will give David and Terry the benefit of the doubt about all the flavored chips in England (though not lamb and mint. I’m sorry. I’ve never tasted lamb with mint jelly, but that just seems so wrong. And I love lamb.) Sara’s comment about the unfairness of comparing the scary end of the local grocery to the show window of an Italian baking cathedral got me to remembering that even in Italia, there were some none-too-appetizing looking foodstuffs lurking on shelves here and there.
Case in point, electric-colored pastas.
There were a few other things in the shops in Italy that gave me pause as well. Like wine in Ssips boxes–you know those juice box things with the straws we had as kids? And tuna salad topped pizza. Or deviled ham panini. (Who EVER thought that would be a good idea?)
But Diet Coke was better there. As was pretty much everything else. Like cheese.