SNACK: Wallops/fish and chips flavor biscuit snacks with a hint of Worcestershire sauce.
THE ADVENTURE:
I Phileas Fogg find myself in another grand adventure. After being in the air-balloon for over a week, I crash landed in my home country Britain, just a few miles outside of London. I was thirsty for beer, or a cup brandy...what the hell both. Sitting there in the pub eating fish and chips, drowning them in Worcestershire sauce, and drinking the finest ale in London. I had myself a vision of a snack that could feed a hungry mans soul, or drunken soul that is. It could tickle your fancy when no lady be doing it for you; it was my finest inspiration yet. So I stood up, gulped down my ale, and set off to create my masterpiece. I extracted the flavors from fish and chips, then fried the the biscuits with beer batter. The only thing missing was Worcestershire sauce. But there was none to be found in all of London, through investigation I found out that the Worcestershire sauce factory was raided by a caravan of Gypsies. I needed this sauce, without it my snack could not be complete. I hunted down the caravan of Gypsies, finding them I asked in a polite manner as the gentlemen I am. If I could buy a bottle, they refused. They were in need of a good show, and had no need for money. The Gypsy King put me up to a challenge, that if I could beat his bare-knuckle boxing champion in a fight then I could have a bottle. I excepted his challenge...I can never refuse a good fight. This boxer was a beast of a man, he was built like a bear. One hit and I'd be face down in the dirt, leaving this world behind. I am no fool, I had a trick up my sleeve...little did they know I was a bare-knuckle champion myself and had never lost a fight. He charged towards me, and I gave him an uppercut straight to his jaw. Knocking him out, leaving him flat on his back. The Gypsy King rewarded me with a bottle of sauce. And he wanted me to marry his daughter, I couldn't refuse. I'm a good old sport, so after completion of my snack. I allowed my new Gypsy friends a first go at trying my creation, they loved it. We were all ready for another round. Moral of the story...Feed you're hunger for adventure!
