Remember as a child running up the block trying to catch the Good Humor Man? Well, with Twitter you can chase the Gay Truck all over town!
I love the fact that my husband is from a different part of the country than I am. Before I met and married him, my experience of America was limited to either coast.
British flapjacks bear absolutely no resemblance to American 'flapjacks,' which seems to be just another word for pancakes. The sweet, buttery smell of freshly baked British flapjacks is one of those childhood aromas that still haunt me today.