O vegetables, how I miss thee

Ok, so if anyone knows anything about England, they know three things:

1. There was that Shakespeare guy.
2. They still have a queen.
3. Finding good food here is a serious feat--unless you enjoy a tasty batch of fish n' chips every night...and afternoon...and as soon as you wake up.

#1 and #2 we can forgive them for, even applaud. But it is the last point which has consumed my thoughts--indeed, my daily existence--for the past few weeks. So much so, in fact, that a fellow seminarian, Matt, has kindly given me his favorite post card from our travels because of how perfectly it expresses my misery (see above). Thank god for immigration...and for Marks & Spencer pre-made salads.