The phrase “kosher salt” would draw blank looks in UK shops. Maybe less so since Ina Garten slipped on to the telly. Coarse Salt or Rock Salt would be the things to ask for. Go for Sea Salt if you are being posh.

Can it be as good as Pickled Onion Monster Munch?

It used to be rather fun telling French students that there wasn’t a McDonald’s in Greenwich (the historic bit anyway). They did get a branch in there eventually.

Locally “Pam” is the word for “why”.

Crave is a brand of pet food in my neck of the woods. My cat doesn’t like it.

One Hosin Duck Pizza coming up.

I don’t consider anything on this list “weird.”

 So I deliver Tommy and Billy and they don’t even offer me some mac’n’cheese.

There was a story last week about a chap in Alaska who was under siege from a bear. The Coast Guard rescued him by helicopter.

Suddenly I fancy a bit of Ginger Cake.

I just pop spring onions in the crisper and they last for ages.

You will still have a bun over if you buy four packs of OM to go with these.

Baked in tomato sauce I hope. Of course, we will need a slice of toast emoji for the beans to go on.

Wouldn’t the Jolly Green Giant just sit on them all? Ho-ho-ho!

There was a story last year about some branches of Wilkos withdrawing handsanitiser because kids were dinking it for the alcohol.

That top pic reminds me of a deodorant.

Let them eat crisps.

Can it recognise chips?