I swear I can put this in American terms. Think of it as the best pot pie you could imagine with the yummiest mashed potatoes in the world along for the ride. Now pour gravy over the entire dish…. aaaahhhh! My mouth is watering just describing it, but I digress.

As far as the mushy peas are concerned, I don’t think I can put those in American terms. They do indeed seem wrong the first time you hear about them, but soon you come to appreciate that all that chewing nonsense was thoughtfully subtracted from your meal by someone with a giant pea mushing machine. It’s like baby food for adults, enabling a magical return to childhood, just without all the crapping yourself.