I’m currently going through a bit of a retro biscuit phase. Having lived in the UK for so many years, I couldn’t help but notice how obsessed people are with biscuits in this country.
In Germany, you are lucky if you find a kettle in your hotel room. In Britain, even the most rustic B&B will provide ‘tea-making facilities’ which often include biscuits. Many offices seem to have shared biscuit supplies. Some schools give them out at break time.
So on a cognitive level, I understand the importance of the biscuit to British culture. It’s clearly a thing that punctuates daily life with little pockets of comfort. It’s an excuse to have a break or a light, non-committal chat with your colleagues. Whatever else may be wrong in the world, There will always be time for five minutes of calm with a cuppa and a biscuit.