During my placement at New City of David in Leeds I had the chance to stay with my friend, Fiona and her housemate Heather (and Heather's cat, Ralph).

There are many benefits to staying with
Fi and Heather and aside from their great hospitality there were the following perks: plenty of bathroom products, baking together, lots of tea, painting nails, delicious vegetarian food, impromptu meals out, watching Benedict
Cumberbatch act as Sherlock Holmes, and long conversations about the difference between American and British words. In the states I have always enjoyed a fork-split English muffin, turns out there is no such thing and that the branding was simply a marketing tool used against anglophiles like myself. It is like the
banoffee pie scandal in reverse. My fellow Americans, English people eat many bread products, but what we have come to know as the English muffin is not one of them. I submit the following evidence:

Here is what
Tesco sells as a "muffin" looks similar to the English muffins we have come to know and love and nothing like the muffins which we Americans eat for breakfast (you know the ones: cupcakes without frosting)

But then when you open it up there are no crumpet like caverns, there is the density, but no place for the butter to seep in, one of my favorite parts of English muffins.

For emphasis, here is an English person holding a muffin. This is the closest one shall get to what we, in America, brand as "English muffins."

and this is what Fiona would look like if she were a dinosaur. Also what happens when both of us are laughing and I am trying to take a photo. Another benefit of time with friends, laughter... and lots of it.