Tesco is apparently coming to Denver. I hope they include a section for imported items from England; every now and then I get a craving for the food I remember from my childhood: Cornish pasties, steak & kidney pie, Ribena, bangers, pork pies, and the like.
Sometimes, I can take care of it myself. I haven’t done it recently, but I used to make steak & kidney pie once or twice a year, and I have some friends who requested a standing invitation for anytime I made it. My daughter starts drooling if I mention that I might make Yorkshire pudding.
There’s a place over on Havana called The English Teacup. They sell imported food items and some souvenirs and household goods, or, at least, they used to. It’s been a couple of years since I’ve been by.
It used to be owned by a woman named Jeanne (I don’t remember her last name), but she sold it to a younger couple several years ago. My mother used to go there regularly – it was amusing to hear her native accent reassert itself almost the moment she stepped through the door.
In any case, I hope that at least one Tesco in the Denver area is convenient to me. Then again, I don’t know how convenient it has to be – my daughter and I seriously contemplated driving to Amarillo, Texas just to get some barbecue (from Dyer’s – winner of the Texas Sesquicentennial Barbeque competition). We never did make the trip just on its own, but we did combine it with a trip to San Antonio. Good eatin’. Have to do it again, sometime.