This past
Tuesday, January 31, I took a stroll into Emory University's Farmers Market
looking for something I had never tried before. The one requirement that I
instilled into my head was that the food must be of a foreign origin. What I
found for a meager $2.50 was something called the English banger roll, a
traditional sausage that was wrapped in a roll.
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The roll actually looked more like a pastry than something a sausage
would be wrapped in. Because of this, maybe surprisingly to some, I was more
inclined to eat the roll. You might wonder why I say that. For various reasons,
I generally do not eat sausage, bacon, or pork. I just don't like the taste of
those types of ground beefs. I figure that I won't be going to the United
Kingdom any time in the near future so I might as well give this banger roll a
try. Much to my pleasure, I liked the English banger roll wrapped in the pastry
roll.
The funny thing about my experience, though, was that I did not even
notice what the meat was until I was about half way done with the sausage. The
meat was pretty light in color and I kept trying to cut the roll with a fork.
The sausage was fairly easy to cut at first, but then I realized that it was a
sausage when I picked up the entire sausage with my fork. Before this point, I
thought that the roll was some sort of miscellaneous food item that I could not
even describe. It was one of those moments where you figure something out, and
all of a sudden everything makes sense. I started laughing at myself because I
felt like such a moron.
I never would have thought that trying a food such as the English banger
roll would have created a rather amusing incident. However, I enjoyed the taste
and experience of the rather traditional English banger roll. These types of
funny experiences are what make food such an integral and powerful part of our
daily lives. On Tuesday, that roll changed the outlook of my day.
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