When all’s said and done they’re a strange breed, these…
““When all’s said and done they’re a strange breed, these South and East Londoners, and they’re amused by little things. Their love of jellied eels and pie ‘n’ mash is astonishing. “Food of the Gods,” they call it, as they enter some filthy hovel to order pie ‘n’ mash, without even knowing what they’re eating. I’ve asked what meat it is and been told, “Meat? Its pie, pie ‘n’ mash with liquor. Food of the Gods.” But it’s not food of the Gods at all. It’s just pie and mashed potatoes, and that’s it. Nothing special about it. There’s nothing nostalgic about it. It’s not Bermondsey Billy Wells or the Artful Dodger. It’s just a meat pie and mashed potatoes. And it looks like Barry Manilow’s blown his nose in it.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The narrator satirically describes East Londoners' simple pleasures, mocking pretentious descriptions of ordinary food.
In simple terms: People find joy in humble foods; exaggeration reveals cultural quirks.
Appreciate everyday culture without over‑romanticizing.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- local dining experiences
- cultural tours
- food writing
- community events
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does this exaggeration say about class perception?
- How can we celebrate local culture respectfully?
May reinforce stereotypes if taken literally.