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It's all about London's great street food in this episode. We start with a famous Earl who named the humble sandwich. John Montagu, Fourth Earl of Sandwich, is remembered not for his long career at the Admiralty, nor for giving Hawaii its first English name, but for a piece of bread with meat inside it.

We follow that legacy into the broader story of London's street food - from Roman oyster shells in the mud of Londinium to the eel pie shops of the Victorian East End, the surprisingly global origins of fish and chips, and the foods that didn't survive long enough to be romanticized.

We visit the George & Vulture Pub, Cornhill, home of the Earl of Sandwich's Hellfire Club, The Red Lion, Barnes - the pub running the world's biggest sausage roll competition.

We trace the line from a jellied eel to the birth of British rock and roll, and ask why the oyster went from the food of the poor to the food of the privileged while the whelk just disappeared.

Plus the best street food markets in London, and where to find the city's finest fish and chips.

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Bite Me – The Upper Crust & Underbelly of London Street Food

April 1779. A man waits outside a London theatre with two loaded pistols. A lady he’s enamored with is about to leave the building. The problem is she’s the mistress of another, well known man. What happens next will scandalize the city.

Who is this other well-known man?

You probably had at least one of these snacks named after him already this week.

This is Publicity – The Guidebook Gap. I’m Expat Andy, broadcasting from Miami in the sunshine state. My job is to be your insider guide to the London that doesn’t make it onto the highlight reel - the London that’s hidden in plain sight, if you know where to look… History, culture, pubs, and all.

Our next Episode, Episode 9, is titled Bite Me – The Upper Crust & Underbelly of London Street Food.

It’s about London street food – the portable kind you eat with your hands, on the go.

It’s about John Montagu - the Fourth Earl of Sandwich. Hellfire Club member. First Lord of the Admiralty. The man who accidentally named Hawaii. The man who died broke. And the man whose defining contribution to human civilization may have been invented at a gambling table – or a desk - depending on which version of the story you prefer.

It’s about the East End of London, and the eel. The only creature that could survive in the filthy Victorian Thames. And the food culture it produced that’s still - just barely alive today.

It’s about Greggs. And Pret. And fish and chips. And why “as cheap as chips” no longer means anything.

It’s about London’s famous food markets such as Borough Market. Their Cornish pasties, pork pies, sausage rolls, and scotch eggs.

And it’s about a pub named after a food, that became famous for something else entirely. It launched the careers of the Rolling Stones, Rod Stewart, and Eric Clapton in the process.

London’s food. London’s myths. London’s pubs.

Launching wherever you get your podcasts Monday March 23.

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We're off to Marylebone - using the neighborhood's dark origins as a launch pad for a story of spectacular reinvention.

Our walk begins at Marble Arch, where a barely-noticed pavement plaque marks the site of Tyburn Tree - London's primary gallows for nearly six hundred years and the execution ground for over 50,000 people.

From there, we traces how the area shed its grim "Tyburn" identity through a medieval rebranding around a church dedicated to St Mary, eventually becoming the elegant Georgian grid of Harley Street, Portland Place, and Baker Street laid out by the Portland and Portman estates in the 18th century.

Against that backdrop, Expat Andy guides listeners through a carefully chosen set of historic pubs - including the 1791 Barley Mow on Dorset Street, one of the last free houses in central London, with its rare surviving Victorian drinking booths - weaving in characters ranging from executed highwaymen and Catholic martyrs to Charles Babbage and the piano player Tony "Fingers" Pearson, who has been holding court at the Golden Eagle on Marylebone Lane since 1988.

Marylebone's pubs are the living memory of a neighborhood that reinvented itself so thoroughly it nearly erased its own history. Its pubs are the best place to find what was buried underneath.