Gloucester dripping cake.... mmmm
Not technically street food yet I recall as a kid people would queue for hours waiting for that bakery in Tredworth to open its door. Other bakeries would knock out a tray or two but there were places those in the know would congregate for the truly good stuff.. The young and old, manual worker and white collar foodie and pretty much every sugar junkie for miles all jostling rubbing shoulders for the first whiff of that sticky sweet caramalised toffee fat 'goodness'. Screw guilt and accept no substitutes, it's got to be beef. Lardy cake it 'aint!