I don't think I have ever been sooooo excited to see a jar of Jif, or Aunt Jemima's pancakes in my life! But there I was, jumping up and down, clapping my hands and squealing like a child in Selfridge's food hall on a Saturday afternoon.
You don't realise how much happiness you store in your comfort foods until they vanish from your supermarket shelves! But no, those thrifty folks at Selfridge's, they know! They know how American's look forward to their thick buttermilk pancakes on a Sunday morning, or how lunch has never been the same without creamy Jiff lining whole wheat bread slices!
I salute you food hall!
Now can you please bring down the prices! 5 quid (GBP) for a small jar of Jiff. There must be someone I can talk to about this!!
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