Food. I will skip the well known differences between the US and UK on food. It is true that portion sizes are much larger here, and there isn't much I've got to say about that. I've posted on flavor palates previously, noting that US flavors are more intense across the board, but given a choice, Brits default to sweet, Texans to spicy. (I'll leave it to JJ to rant in the comments about the flavor palate in the rest of the country.) I've discussed coffee, chocolate, and dairy as well.
I think US fare is better than UK fare, but it wasn't always so. In the past 30 years or so, from Julia Child onward, American food has moved beyond marshmallow fluff. To see how far we've come, check out this hilarious commentary on some Weight Watchers recipes, circa 1975--three words: fluffy mackerel pudding. If you like that, James Lileks has a coffee table book, The Gallery of Regrettable Food.
Last week I was reminded just how bad American food can be.
I had been running a pre-Spring Break infirmary. Yasha was in London. Therefore, I didn't get to the grocery store. (I miss grocery delivery.) On the menu for dinner last night, I had scheduled Italian grazing, which is cold cuts, cheese, bread, and antipasti. I asked my brother to go to the store to get the cheese and cold cuts. Normally I'd head to Central Market for those things. (Central Markets are HEB's foodie markets which are scattered across Texas. CM is one of the many perks of living in Texas. I recently took Virginia to the Austin CM thinking she would be impressed with the selection, but all the NYC to London to NJ gal could do was marvel, "They are giving grapes away! How in the world did you deal with your grocery bill in London?!" I didn't look--couldn't. We would have starved. But, I do digress.) My 32 year old bachelor brother had plans with friends that night, so he went to Kroger, which is closer. Kroger is fine for many things, but not cold cuts and cheese. American copies of European items can go horribly wrong.
The asiago had a mild aftertaste of vomit that was more distinct than the ever present vomit flavored jellybean in boxes of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans. I don't even want to start on the mushy texture of the salami. The children and I had bread, oil, and bel peppers for dinner. Tigger made geometric designs on the table with the cheese. The dogs only tried to get a piece once--once.