I get mad about jellied eels specifically cause it was protein slop for the workers stuck in the deepest shithole of the UK at the time, and anyone who still likes it probably either is personally nostalgic or has some weird pride about perserverance or shit.
Its like kicking someone whos down, beans on toast is extremely valid to make fun of though cause brits will actually admit to having pride in the english breakfast.
I get mad about jellied eels specifically cause it was protein slop for the workers stuck in the deepest shithole of the UK at the time, and anyone who still likes it probably either is personally nostalgic or has some weird pride about perserverance or shit.
Its like kicking someone whos down, beans on toast is extremely valid to make fun of though cause brits will actually admit to having pride in the english breakfast.
Black pudding is good though, sorry.
But eels weren't just slop for the workers, your monarchs loved that shit so much they fined Gloucester the equivalent of 40,000 dollars because they didn't send him enough eels.
Eels were imported from all over the world to feed London.
In addition to what gorbin over there said, I'm literally not british.
#notmymonarchs