Ok, I lied. This post was supposed to be solely about food, but I changed my mind. Don't fret though, it's still rather food-centric (as are most of my activities).
Instead, an overview of a most lovely Saturday I had last week.
The morning began with a trip to Borough market, a food mecca situated right by London Bridge. Vendors with jams, cheese, breads, oils, meats, produce, and more - most giving out samples. Relegates my former sample-ridden Sam's Club experiences to mere child's play (no coke slushies in sight, however, so Sam's still gets a point). These pictures are, unfortunately, not very representative; I was too busy stuffing my piehole (quite literally - the adventure culminated in the consumption of a cheese/onion/potato pie) to take better photos.
With a belly full of pie, it was time for a waddle along the Thames, which is always chock-full of interesting sights.
Finally made our way to the British Museum for proper Afternoon Tea.
Ohhh 8-year-old-Jina, how jealous you must be. The cups were filled with actual tea instead of water, the desserts included macarons instead of oreos. Also, clotted cream => my new best friend. Slathered that sucker all over my scones, topped with a generous helping of jam. It took us about 2 hours to make our way through everything, a ritual I certainly wouldn't mind on a weekly (daily?) basis. Food baby and I then headed back to the flat to enjoy a quiet evening in - all in all, it was the nicest thing xx
Instead, an overview of a most lovely Saturday I had last week.
The morning began with a trip to Borough market, a food mecca situated right by London Bridge. Vendors with jams, cheese, breads, oils, meats, produce, and more - most giving out samples. Relegates my former sample-ridden Sam's Club experiences to mere child's play (no coke slushies in sight, however, so Sam's still gets a point). These pictures are, unfortunately, not very representative; I was too busy stuffing my piehole (quite literally - the adventure culminated in the consumption of a cheese/onion/potato pie) to take better photos.
With a belly full of pie, it was time for a waddle along the Thames, which is always chock-full of interesting sights.
Finally made our way to the British Museum for proper Afternoon Tea.
Ohhh 8-year-old-Jina, how jealous you must be. The cups were filled with actual tea instead of water, the desserts included macarons instead of oreos. Also, clotted cream => my new best friend. Slathered that sucker all over my scones, topped with a generous helping of jam. It took us about 2 hours to make our way through everything, a ritual I certainly wouldn't mind on a weekly (daily?) basis. Food baby and I then headed back to the flat to enjoy a quiet evening in - all in all, it was the nicest thing xx