Hell is where the cooks are British the mechanics are French the lovers are Swiss the police are German and it’s run by the Italians
all that being said...
I grew up in a fish and chip shop and would go to England for that.
And if you’re ever in Ghana...
Fermented corn dough (“banku”) with groundnut (peanut) strew with okra and smoked tuna from the coast ain’t half bad 😎
"...if the gentlemen of Virginia shall send us a dozen of their sons, we would take great care in their education, instruct them in all we know, and make men of them." Canasatego 1744
