This past week I had to do a quick back and forth to the US for work. As I have everytime, I carry along with me a shopping list and at least half a suitcase of reserved space to bring missed goodies back into the UK.
The list changes from trip to trip, depending on how long it's been since I've been back. Even though I got all of this at the grocery store in San Francisco, it's hard to call what I bring back "food," exactly. Here's a sample from the list:
I'm not taking all the blame for the Velveeta. Our American neighbors asked for that. I have no idea why the dogs at Customs didn't home in on my bags."What's this then, mate? Oh-ho-ho... Chili Cheese Fritos is it? You'll not be bringing that into Her Majesty's borders without declaring it, would you?" Some people bring back souveniers. Me - I do my best to imitate a flying 7-11.