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During our grand tour of the US earlier this month, we had the pleasure of visiting Gettysburg, Pennsylvania — site of a critical battle during the American civil war. The battle took place some 146 years earlier, in 1863. Between 46,000 and 51,000 Americans perished here over the course of three days.1
Moreover, we visited Gettysburg on America’s Independence Day, July 4th — this was precisely 233 years, to the day, after the adoption of the US Declaration of Independence.
In short, patriotism was in the air.
We watched a film about the battle at the impressive Gettysburg visitor’s center. And then we checked out the Gettysburg cyclorama, which dates to the 1880s, as well as the main exhibit.
In addition to brushing up on my American history, I learned this:
Americans love American flag apparel.
Especially at Gettsyburg.
And especially on the 4th of July.
There were American flag T-shirts. There were American flag baseball caps. There were American flag sweatshirts. And as you’ll see, in the image below, there were even…
American flag Zubaz trousers. (You have to look closely, at the third person from the left.) Is nothing sacred, I ask you?
Bonus bit of Americana: I spotted, not far from the entrance to the Gettysburg visitor’s center, this amazing establishment with an improbable name: Mulligan MacDuffer Adventure Golf and Ice Cream Parlour. It embodies so many things that I love about the US: our foreign roots; our passion for sport; our entrepreneurial nature; and — perhaps most of all — our deep love for all things fattening and calorically dense.
Sometimes I really miss the USA.
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Embedded below is a 48-second YouTube video of my brother C describing our lunch at Duke’s BBQ. Duke’s serves the best Southern food I’ve ever eaten.
C wrote about the place in his Top 5 restaurants in Beaufort, SC post.
The audio is a bit low here, so you might want to turn up the volume. (RSS readers can click here to see the video if it isn’t displayed below.)
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Okay, first things first: Let’s talk about the food in America. If, as the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder, then let me say that after spending just one year in the US since 2002, I have a renewed passion for American foodstuffs.
Here are a few notes and cell phone pics1 of various items we consumed during our three-week visit to the US.
In retrospect, I must say that our culinary conquests seem rather…calorically dense. Beer, burgers, chocolate, cheese grits, pecan pie — and large portions of it all.
Let the games begin…
In Thailand, our beer options are restricted to a few unremarkable Thai brews and some standard imports. I’d forgotten how much high-quality beer is available in the US. Here’s but one segment of one aisle of the beer section at a Wegmans supermarket in central Pennsylvania. Amazing.2
Two snaps from one of two trips we took to Five Guys, purveyors of some of my favorite burgers in the world. Enough said.3
Yes, we visited this monument to American confectionary innovation. It was…fantastic. Don’t miss the Kit Kat Cafe. Here’s a snap of the factory’s daily production of Hershey’s bars, Kisses, KitKats, and York Peppermint Patties:
I am a large man with a healthy appetite, but if American restaurants offered children’s portions to adults, I’m quite certain they’d be enough for me to subsist on — and have some left over to take home. I’m not sure that I finished a single restaurant entree portion that I ordered during the entire three weeks.
Check out the size of this soup-and-salad lunch combo from the otherwise reasonable Panera Bread:
Or this cobb salad, which I ordered at a restaurant in PA:
Wow.
I was treated to some top-notch Indian food, thanks to the incredible Mrs. S. Here’s a memorable home-cooked breakfast of samosas, an aloo gobi-like dish, and dahl puri:
And here’s Mrs. S at work in the kitchen:
We ate some incredible food in my latter-day hometown of Beaufort, South Carolina. Namely, my Aunt Cece’s4 pecan pie, which I’ve mentioned before:
We also did some Southern cooking of our own at home. Here’s an unabashedly artery-clogging breakfast we whipped up one day: sausages with gravy, cheese grits, fried eggs, and toast. Believe it!
Up next: a Newley.com exclusive video of a visit to Duke’s BBQ in Beaufort, SC, an establishment my brother C has raved about before. Stay tuned…
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A and I are back in Bangkok. Our trip to the US was excellent. Congrats to J and A1! We witnessed their nuptials in PA, and it was a grand affair.
I’ll have some posts about our visit in the days to come.
For now, I’m off to eat Thai street food, battle my jet lag, and re-acclimate myself to the humidity here in the tropics.
Stay tuned…
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