LIST: Things that the Brits think we're nuts for..

We're forgetting the big one-leftovers

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ohhhhhhhh. ok. ribs hurt from laughing. (somedays somethings just hit you funnier than others ;o) ~
when i first visited england last november, my partner looked at me like i had 16 extra heads when i asked to put my leftover chinese takeaway in the fridge for later.
:laughs again:
he's since warned me that most restaurants *do not* have a "leftover takehome" option.

ok,ok got another one.

serving pickles and olives on a dish at Thanksgiving.  Makes my in-laws think that I'm barking

oh, and the whole, this week, next week, this coming week.  Still after all these years have not got the hang of this and end up confusing everybody around me.

Frank just said something to this affect yesterday when we were at JFK airport.  We were eating at this little restaurant and we both had sandwiches and they came with chips and a dill pickle.  He said something to the effect of, "Americans seem obsessed with relish."  He didn't understand why every time we went somewhere to have a sandwich or whatever he got a pickle with it.

Apparently, the whole "It's easier to walk to work in these rather than heals" thing doesn't apply over there.  He told his whole family about that one.  

That may (or may not) depend on what part of the UK he's from.  In London I see plenty of women who do that.  Even in my area I've seen ladies wearing their sneakers on the way to the train.  I do it.  Eh. (shrug).  I figure if someone laughs, let them.  At least I'm comfy.

Something I haven't seen anyone touch on yet:-

Brits I meet seem to think I'm completely nuts for even moving to the UK.  

"You're from America?"
"Yes"
"Why did you move here then?"

Supposedly being from any part of the US means that it's so absolutely wonderful and fabulous that I should have never moved to the UK.  I don't quite get why they think I'm so crazy for moving here.  I came from the 10th Ring of Hell known as Iowa/Illinois.  It wasn't THAT great.  Sure, I could've moved elsewhere in the US and probably would have, but then this Englishman came into my life and...well, here I am!

You guys have me laughing so hard, im reading this stuff to my hubby as well ...the pizza with a knife and fork is just so posh...come on pizza was designed as finger food...

thnx guys for the laugh..
tristan says that its rude for americans to be saying 'What' instead of pardon...hello - at least we are communicating..back when i think of more...

Blondshania. I got that too when we first moved here.  I should be saying 'sorry' instead of 'what' .  I've so far refused.  

I had no idea that the papertowel thing was common!!!

Jon has begun yelling at me for using a papertowel for my toast. He doesn't seem to understand that I don't want to dirty up a plate for a freaking piece of toast.

I showed this post to Jon and he just muttered something about uncivilized Americans.

I've kind of gotten used to not rinsing my dishes. If they have too many bubbles on them, then I'll just risk overflowing the sink to rinse it. I find it physically impossible to put a dish to dry if it has too many bubbles on it.

Funny to know I'm not the only one.

I had no idea that the papertowel thing was common!!!

Jon has begun yelling at me for using a papertowel for my toast. He doesn't seem to understand that I don't want to dirty up a plate for a freaking piece of toast.

I showed this post to Jon and he just muttered something about uncivilized Americans.

I'll bet your hubby and mine would get on fantastically. Our children are not allowed to eat from paper towels any longer. (I can live like a caveman however.) Except the 2 year old, she throws either on the floor when she's finished eating, paper towels are cheaper, lol.

I just thought of another one....know how the Brit's love a good pint?  Well, the whole US custom of putting a lemon or lime in your Corona or the edge of the pint glass just throws my husband for a loop.  Pretty much the same goes for lemon in water...

The first time we went out and they brought him a lemon and the side of his glass he looked at me quizzically and with shock said, "you do not pollute a good beer with lemon."

Nobody had better EVER stick a piece of fruit in my beer!  

.... he looked at me quizzically and with shock said, "you do not pollute a good beer with lemon."

Which, speaking as an Englishman, begs the question of whether most American beer can be considered "good"!

I think it's because it's not because people don't want to walk their dogs, they don't want to clean up after them!  Plus, the UK is abundant in sidewalks with room.

Hmm, abundant in sidewalks with room for the dogs to defecate on, that their owners don't want to clean up after. Disgusting.

bad thing is.. even at the local Brit pubs they will hand you a pint of Boddington's or other British beer with a lemon too..now THAT is sacrilege!

Walking a dog? ER....What's that...

Funny...we were just talking about that last night...
I mentioned not having to mow as much grass (ours takes 3 to 4 hours) and then it dawned on me we will in all likelihood have to take the dogs out for walkies rather than just chucking them out in the privacy fenced back yard.

NO NO not acutal exercise!   Add to the actual walking.... the bending over, scoop the poop, wrap and toss movement and you have a new line of aerobics!

I laughed so hard at the "rinsing the dishes" that keeps coming up!     The last time I was in the UK over Easter, my fiance and I had this same discussion!  I was washing, he was drying and hw was amazed at why I felt it necessary to rinse!  We went back and forth over that one for a while!

The dog walking thing hit home too!  When I complete my move, we're going to get a dog but my fiance wanted to make sure I understood that we'll have to "walk" the dog, not just let it out the back door to run in the garden.  

Jon won't let me get a dog because he says I wont' walk it. We live right next to a park, so it's not that big of a deal. But he refuses.

Plus he's afraid the cat won't like it. Who cares? The cat sucks. He only likes Jon and practically hisses when I come near. Sic puppy sic.