It may be the low tech version, but I’m very happy to be back to fresh ground beans, strong espresso, topped with a bit of “frothed” milk in the morning (hand-whipped, by moi). Japan followed by England with their tea cultures and ubiquitous instant coffee has made me appreciate this morning ritual soooo much more.
While the idea of baked beans doesn’t sound that appetizing to me, this seemed like the thing to have this morning. I still don’t really get the appeal, bit I will say the sausage, bacon, and fried egg were wonderful. The toast was laden with butter, and the beans tasted great… just not a breakfast food for me. In other exciting news, while sitting at breakfast we saw a fox wander into a grocery store. He was shooed out after a few minutes, so he continued down the street to the luggage store. True story!
At Chelsea Deli, Craven Road.
Watched the game at Bodean’s, which serves up KC BBQ, along with every other type of Q. Dad’s is way better, but you can’t beat a place in London that guarantees to have NFL on the TV in season. At Bodean’s, Poland Street.
The cold weather had me craving soup, and luckily the Tate answered with this creamy leek and parsnip soup. With a spinach tarte, this was quite the satisfying meal.
My first fish and chips in London did not disappoint. While it is would have been phenomenal with a few flakes of sea salt added right out of the fryer, the batter was so light and crispy and the dish so perfectly cooked that I didn’t mind. Also, the first mushy peas I’ve had and liked!
At The Phoenix, Palace Street.
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