June 14, 2005
Mrs Mortimer hated everywhere she went.
But if only she had waited to visit China, she could have eaten here.
courtesy of a&ldaily.com, eccentric Victorians who seemed to make a pastime of travelling to foreign places to have something new to complain about, and my complete and utter longing for some good fish and chips. Best I've ever had - under the Sign of the Fish, in Lincoln. Tiny little place, just a counter, but with a line right out the door. I lie awake nights, dreaming of them.
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The deep fried pineapple at Fish Nation (the chip shop from the second link) sounds...interesting. But what I'd rather try some time is mushy peas. Maybe I'll mush my own. I liked this bit attributed to from Mrs. Mortimer: New York she finds, without actually having been there, much more beautiful than London.
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I had breakfast at their new Nanluogu Xiang branch just yesterday! At last, proper food in China.
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Though I have to add that it's disappointingly clean and hygenic and even serves tempura and salad, and no mushy peas :(. Wifi access too. What is the world coming too? I am proposing to make it a more authentic British experience by starting a fight with an innocent stranger in the queue whilst drunk one Frday night.
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To me, the fascinating thing is that Mrs. Favell Lee Mortimer, the most popular travelogue-ist of her generation, barely ever set foot out of her hometown. The beginning of Pruzan's book ran about one month ago in the New Yorker and it was a fascinating read. Unfortunately, I can't seem to find a link to an online copy. Luckily, this NPR link reproduces most of the content. And for those really brave souls who want to know more (and I admit, I'm not yet one of them), Project Gutenberg has a copy of one of Mrs. Mortimer's books, the *ahem* classic Far Off.
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Abiezer_Coppe, I am so jealous.