Myers of Keswick

I want every single food item in Myers of Keswick....

... which looks exactly like shops used to when I was a child in England

 -- utterly old-fashioned and charming

It's not that the things always taste that wonderfully good --though some do

it's more the familiarity of them --the brand names one recognizes.

How can an ex-pat live without Marmite, one asks oneself?

And the sweets! No wonder English people have the reputation for having awful teeth. 

All the candy pictured above is really good. I particularly recommend the wine gums

 which are like much tougher Gummy Bears ---sort of.....

Now to the bangers and back bacon and clotted cream and all

 sorts of pies.....steak and kidney. YUM!

This window makes me laugh. Here we have royalty and a wedding --

very classy and suitable -- and then vulgar post cards and pins. Oddly,

England is a bit like that: a mixture of the tasteful and utterly tasteless.

So a last glance --more royalty and then TEA

the most important of beverages (not counting BEER).

Myers is on Hudson Street around 12th Street.

English Shop and Animals

Myers of Keswick in the West Village is quite an anomaly.
An utterly English village shop - circa 1956. Its main clientele are ex-pat Brits who crave Marmite, PG Tips, Weetabix and Ribena.
All awful staples of remembered English food which we buy, not particularly because of their wonderful taste, but because they remind us of childhood when such tastes are formed.



Note the patriotic tea towels and center stage display of Heinz baked beans. It is within walking distance of our apartment. I forgot to replenish our supply of Branston Pickles so an other trip is in order.



Right next door to Myers is a rather chic children's shop. Note striped camels.



Walking home along 9th Avenue, I see roosters in the window of the crepe cafe.