Daniel, Rachel and Sorrel (who are his absolutely lovely roommates), and Danny. And pancakes!
So, as a hangover tradition from the days when everyone in England was
still religious, they have "Pancake Day" before Lent. Apparently this
is an "everywhere thing" instead of an "England thing," but it is
definitely not an "American thing," at least where I come from.
Luckily, having had the good fortune of making friends with enough
Brits finally, I was invited over to Daniel's apartment for eating
pancakes. They explained to me that since, back in the day, you were
supposed to fast for Lent, the day before Lent you put everything you
have left in the kitchen together and make pancakes. Sort of. I knew
about the religious side of this, but I just didn't realize people
actually cared about doing this. Apparently they do! Even when we went
to Tesco to buy ingredients they had a sign up promoting foods to help
with Pancake Day. Our pancakes were actually more like crêpes, but were
very tasty. I am terrible in the kitchen, but I offered to help anyway.
Mine turned out pretty lumpy and broken. Ha. Then we sat down with tea
and ate them together! They showed me that you squeeze lemon juice on
them and then add loads of sugar. We'd also melted some chocolate for
them, which was just as delicious. A day dedicated to eating is an
amazing thing, so I might have to bring this one back home with
me.
