Photos by John Kiely The British Cadbury Milk (left) is as different from the American version as our languages are.
I bought into the British-food-is-awful myth for years, until I got a roommate, or flatmate as she would say, from England. Her name was Natasha, though she pronounced it Natasher, and she quickly reinforced the food stereotype with such lunchtime gems as a Ploughman's Special (an ungrilled cheddar cheese sandwich) and Heinz beans on toast.
However, she threw me one night with a spicy and amazing chicken curry, and on her return from a trip home to London, Natasha brought me a Cadbury Milk. "I know what you're thinking", she pre-said. "It's not Swiss or Belgian". I thanked her, and was shocked to find that it was rich and creamy and every bit as delicious as any other fine European chocolate.