The first time I went to London was in 1990. I was just a kid. My family and I had just finished a six-month stint in Saudi Arabia. One of the first things I wanted to do when we landed in London from Jeddah was find a McDonald's and get a breakfast sandwich with bacon (no pork allowed in SA).
By then, there were plenty of McDonald's around! I remember hurrying up to the counter and eagerly ordering a "Bacon, Egg, and Cheese Biscuit." Of course, I had no clue that in the UK, a "biscuit" was a cookie. The lady at the counter looked at me like I was insane. I wound up having to settle for an Egg McMuffin, but hey, it was the BACONBACONBACON that counted! lol
I was pretty young then and I didn't appreciate trying new things. I wanted pizza, burgers, "french fries" etc. cooked in the manner to which I was accustomed. I lost 10 pounds when my family traveled to Asia and India because I found all the local food to be "gross" (much to my poor parents' mortification). Europe wasn't much better. In Paris, I wondered why my French onion soup wasn't covered in cheese like the way you get it in America, and I was disappointed when the pizza I got in Rome tasted nothing like the kind we got at Pizza Hut back home. When I ordered water in Venice and - unbeknownst to me - it turned out to be carbonated, I literally gagged on it. What the freak is this?! These people carbonate WATER?! Those are just a few examples of my then-limited and culturally lacking pallet.
Perhaps that was Glenn and Don's problem too (although it sounds like what was available in the 70s might also have been to blame)! Now, as adults, we have a different perspective. Fish'n'chips - yum!