Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Friday, 7 March 2014
Closing local shops
Okay, let's put one thing out of the way: I wanted to carry on the Friday/weekend tradition of plugging a meal from a pub or a restaurant. Well, tonight I will instead plug a product and a brand: the Black Pig Chiltern Hills' sausages. More specifically thei Roasted Garlic Sausages, which are the ones I use for the pasta sauce. The recipe was given to me by the owners of a local food shop, and this is about them that I want to blog about. Because the shop is closing. This is one of the best artisanal food shop I have been to. One of my favourite shops in town with the DIY store (no kidding, I really love that one) and the local sweet shop, who survived potential closure by changing owners. But the artisanal food shop is closing, because a greedy landlord has been asking too much in rent to pretty much every single local shop that rents from him. The high street is looking more and more like a wasteland, like a bomb had been blown. The local wine shop closed too. There is another wine shop, but it is part of a chain and does not have as wide a variety of choice. Not in wine, not in other alcohol. So I wanted to vent my frustration and my anger here. This is so wrong on so many levels. This town is losing its character, its charm and is looking more and more like any other town.