a year in london : america
having lived and worked in london now for exactly a year, i've come to realise that there is a lot i miss about america, beyond friends and family. most of these pangings for america seem to be food orientated, and some of them aren't even specifically american, but just luxuries i got used to when i was there.
ah, i miss them, specifically (but not limited to):
jif creamy reduced fat peanut butter.
chipotle.
einsteins bagels.
free refills.
driving a car.
a large living room.
more than 5 tv stations.
tv shows that aren't about property.
twizzlers.
american tasting cherry coke (all the cokes taste different here).
lounging on the couch all day long.
best buy.
oakbrook shopping centre (who knew!?).
flavored frozen yogurt.
cheap ice cream.
a walk-in closet.
a backyard.
galyans & other large sport stores.
advil.
i'll stop here because the list could go on and on, and i think i've made my point: when i was coming to london, i never acknowledged the fact that it would be the small things that i would miss so much.
***post note***
get this: i've paid £4.85 for a jar of jif peanut butter here. thats nine dollars! holy crap, i've recently paid $9 for a jar of american pb to avoid the crap they try to pass as edible peanut butter over here. and it was totally worth it.
but i know, when i leave london, i'm so going to miss alot of things here. it's something of a 'the grass is always greener' condition i suppose.
