Oh. I'm sorry. (England is lovely and I have good friends there and always enjoy my visits, but during one trip I spent a day on the side with an old friend of my mother's, who, when it came time to get dinner, mentioned a Tex-Mex place (because I had been away from the US for a month and was missing burritos hardcore) - and all I had to do was look at her and she immediately said "no, that's a terrible idea, I know a good restaurant on the next block instead". (She and my mother grew up together in LA, I was born in SF (and live there now, though I didn't spend my whole life there), sub-par Mexican is just... not acceptable.)