IF YOU SPEND much time in supermarkets, or amongst the proliferation of branded fast foods on any high street, or if you eat in any but a handful of UK restaurants or pubs, then the concept of regional British food can seem a bit like Father Christmas or Nirvana – a lovely idea, but it doesn’t really exist, does it?
Well, yes, it does. I urge you to get out there and discover for yourself some of our great British specialities – whether it’s traditional sage Derby cheese or the Yorkshire teacakes known as Fat Rascals, or a properly aged Suffolk cider vinegar – then you will discover, or at least ...
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