I don't find myself craving too much from America that I can't make myself (eggrolls, corndogs, etc.). I think it's really just Mountain Dew, now... I'm so happy for about a day when someone brings some Mountain Dew back for me.

Having said that, every once in a while, I have a dream that I have gone back to the US for a visit, only I'm at the very end of my visit and somehow haven't done
any of the things that I would want to do on a trip, and I'm feeling all impatient and anxious and sad because I have to leave, and I haven't even been to Taco Bell yet. But then I wake up, and I'm so fine I don't even try to convince my husband we should travel to a UK Taco Bell.