mean and miserly Brits who just drink for a quick, cheap high.
You have obviously never been in a British pub. Brits are not miserly and are happy to shout the round (look it up on your iPhone....)
And why bother with food? The wife prepares that. Unlike Poland, we have quality drink Polonius.
It's called a whisky chaser ( for me preferably a Scotch or three, such as Glenlivet) followed by 6 or 7 pints of hoppy 3.8% ale.
Poles have no clue on how to distill something that doesn't require an induced taste by being half frozen in the fridge, or how to brew a proper cask conditioned beer, so they are left with the necessity to nibble something, to chew at some age old inedible creature to nullify the lack of satisfying and calorie giving alcohol ( in the Poles' case by eating long dead and very disgusting tasting smelly fish - that historically even the poorest of Brits would only eat in times of famine, and even then I would gladly starve)
Here to help as always.
A snoring labradoodle...
That I can identify with :( Though my hound is minus the doodle. And he eats anything at all, even fish, but not herring, Polish style, cause he has some taste.