My supermarket added an English/Irish section to its ethnic food aisle a couple of years ago. So you can now get those cans of Heinz beans and bottles of brown sauce and pim's biscuits at the Jewel. I sort of laugh up my sleeve on this one because the neighborhood is VERY Irish American and a dislike for anything remotely "English" is common among these folks...who are mostly, like, third or fourth generation but seem to have to have some kinds of kooky characteristics like this Anglo-phobe thing to make it clear that they are definitely "Irish". (They also conspicuously eschew reading the Chicago Tribune in favor of reading the Sun Times...and that's a long story!) Thus some of the interesting brands of tea fly off the shelves while a lot of the "English" stuff ends up in the shopping-cart-full-of-markdowns next to the cash registers.

Guess where all of the Marmite ended up?


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