Whenever the airwaves are plagued with ads for Outback Steakhouse, for some reason I get a mental picture of gamey wallaby fillets.
I found a video clip today from when I was down under - looking at the menus - with 'roo, camel, croc and emu! - It was in Alice springs where I was shocked to find that most of the staff had lived in my hometown 'cause of the surfing!
I had a couple of visiting Brits along and they were nervous about going into an Irish pub ("in England you always check for the Union Jack or the Irish flag before going into a pub"), but they were glad to witness what for them must've been a major cultural overload of silly Americans.
Strange really, I've only ever had problems in 'Irish' pubs in Portugal and Oslo, considering that the majority of my living came from playing in Irish pubs a couple of years back....
I usually only have trouble in English pubs in England, always for no particular reason. I tend to avoid the term 'brit' 'cause to me it's representative of the shaven head tatoo beer-gut lager swilling football shirt fuggs to which that I've come so emotionally inert. Land of hope and................
One thing I've noticed on my travels is that the cultural overload of any nationality is a wonderful source of entertainment - lets all keep up the good work !!!
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