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Biscuits. Apparently the British are obsessed with them.
http://www.countrylife.co.uk/food-drink/britain-takes-the-biscuit-83950
Which is your favourite?
For me in restricted somewhat, but I can have hobnobs, chocolate chip hobnobs, jammy dodgers, gingernuts and... I forget. My favourite, chocolate chip hobnobs, like the others I have listed they are vegan luckily. But I grew up loving mcvities digestives with a slide of fresh wensleydale cheese on it and failing that, the malted biscuit or a slice of Yorkshire shortbread.
http://www.countrylife.co.uk/food-drink/britain-takes-the-biscuit-83950
Which is your favourite?
For me in restricted somewhat, but I can have hobnobs, chocolate chip hobnobs, jammy dodgers, gingernuts and... I forget. My favourite, chocolate chip hobnobs, like the others I have listed they are vegan luckily. But I grew up loving mcvities digestives with a slide of fresh wensleydale cheese on it and failing that, the malted biscuit or a slice of Yorkshire shortbread.
The best-selling biscuit at Bettys is its Yorkshire shortbread, made with lashings of butter, but these melt-in-the-mouth morsels aren’t the only biscuits that are big news in God’s Own County. The same Waitrose survey that exposed Brighton’s Kit Kat obsession revealed that Yorkshire folk are potty about custard creams.
Launched in about 1908, these are very much a product of the Edwardian era: a decorous exterior conceals a vanilla-scented filling that’s ever so slightly exoticrisqué, even. And those swirls in the biscuits themselves are actually fern fronds (very William Morris).
So culturally significant is the Bourbon that it has its own entry in the Oxford English Dictionary (noun, a chocolate-flavoured biscuit with a chocolate-cream filling). Of all the biscuits we buy in bulk, it comes the closest to Continental sophistication and
its name hints at a rather glorious gilded past.
The truth is that, back in the 1930s, a manager at the Peek Freans factory in Bermondsey, south London, decided that a chocolate buttercream sandwich called the Creola was long overdue a rebrand. Dusting off his history books, he alighted on a name that would suggest entirely falsely that it had once been nibbled by the ruling families of France and Spain.
Midlanders show regional solidarity by buying malted-milk biscuits, which were developed in Uttoxeter, Staffordshire, shortly after the First World War, and in the tea-obsessed North-East, ginger nuts (next to diamonds, the hardest substance known to Man) reign supreme. This makes sense: you can only really get through one of them without breaking your teeth if you have a mug of something to hand for dunking.
Most intriguingly, perhaps, the Waitrose census showed that the rivalry between Oxford and Cambridge doesn’t just manifest itself on the river. Scholars in the two cities are apparently at loggerheads over whether the dark-chocolate digestive (Oxford’s preference) is tastier than its milk-chocolate cousin, the favourite in Cambridge.
I don’t know about you, but, for me, there’s something very reassuring although not entirely surprising about the fact that the country’s finest minds have pronounced views on this sort of thing. Pass me the tin, won’t you?
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