This was something I read about in guidebooks before I went to England and told Mo that I had to eat. It is a famous meal (?) in the Southern parts of England, in Devon and Cornwall, where there are many cows. It consists of a huge pot of tea, scones, jam and a pot of clotted cream. We ate it in a town called Plymouth near the sea, in a tiny tearoom decorated with royal family paraphernalia and lots of passive aggressive anti-children signs. "Children left attended will be sold into slavery" etc. Anyways, the way I become in Quebec with cheese, eating it at every meal, I did more of the same with clotted cream in Devon and Cornwall. Needless to say, my digestive system protested a bit.
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