So no doubt you will see why a holiday like the 4th of July would be distressing for someone who so desperately wants to be an expatriate. If we were still British I wouldn't have to move anywhere! So instead of celebrating the holiday my Anglophile roomie and I held a sort of wake instead, so we could mourn the passing of our mother land.
Now, no doubt someone will get on my case about how come I didn't make an overly British meal for this occasion and I will tell you now it's because it is the sentiment behind the action that matters, not the action itself. That being said, I will move on to the important things- the food.
So a very unmerry birthday to you, America, and long live the Queen!