Food Porn and Other Nonsense
I have been really surprised by the quality and variety of food over here. Sure the food at most pubs is universally bad (they are almost all chains now - SAD), but overall we have been eating very well. Additionally, eating out is cheaper for us here because the wine mark-up isn't insanely/stupidly high. To the left is the pho I had for lunch for the total sum of £5, awwwww yeah. Perfect on a cold, dreary London day. Even better, the restaurant has Sriracha so I can make sure my pho is appropriately spicy. After all - it isn't real pho unless my nose is running and eyes are watering.
For more good food over the weekend, we went back to the Spitalfields/Shoreditch area. We were actually TRYING and find shoes for Dave. He is the pickiest effing person you have ever met when it comes to all things fashion. We never did find him shoes, but the surrounding markets were surprisingly uncrowded - probably because it was effing freezing...... Instead of shoes, we wandered over to the street-food area and I managed to find some amazing vegetarian Ethiopian fare (who knew chickpeas could taste sooooooo good) and A SEAT, look at me sitting there and freezing instead of standing and freezing! I am almost going to be a little sad when summer rolls around again and all my favorite winter haunts become scary-crowded again.
Speaking of crowded, I went to the National Portrait Gallery today. It is the mid-term school break over here, and London is crawling with tourists - mostly families with kids. Thus, it was a bit crazy at the museums. OK who makes a 6 to 12 year old go to a PORTRAIT GALLERY!!!!!!!! That is just mean. There were so many poor, bored, whining kiddos walking around with their parents. For god's sake - just let them go climb on the giant lion statues in Trafalgar Square, while you have a beer at the pub. I think everyone would be happier that way. Extra points for the parents in the gallery that brought tissue paper and tape and their two girls made 1500's-style paper dresses and modeled nest to the portraits. That is awesome parenting! I'd have taken a picture of them, but that may have been deemed perverted or something, I never know about that stuff.
Also, I got accepted to be a volunteer once a week at the Battersea Dogs and Cats Home - assuming my references say nice things about me (this means you DJ and FB:)). YAYYYYYY, this was no small feat actually. Everyone volunteers over here, so there is a lot of competition to volunteer at places that are cool, do good work, and are well organized. I promise I won't go home with a dog......I hope.
I have been really surprised by the quality and variety of food over here. Sure the food at most pubs is universally bad (they are almost all chains now - SAD), but overall we have been eating very well. Additionally, eating out is cheaper for us here because the wine mark-up isn't insanely/stupidly high. To the left is the pho I had for lunch for the total sum of £5, awwwww yeah. Perfect on a cold, dreary London day. Even better, the restaurant has Sriracha so I can make sure my pho is appropriately spicy. After all - it isn't real pho unless my nose is running and eyes are watering. 
For more good food over the weekend, we went back to the Spitalfields/Shoreditch area. We were actually TRYING and find shoes for Dave. He is the pickiest effing person you have ever met when it comes to all things fashion. We never did find him shoes, but the surrounding markets were surprisingly uncrowded - probably because it was effing freezing...... Instead of shoes, we wandered over to the street-food area and I managed to find some amazing vegetarian Ethiopian fare (who knew chickpeas could taste sooooooo good) and A SEAT, look at me sitting there and freezing instead of standing and freezing! I am almost going to be a little sad when summer rolls around again and all my favorite winter haunts become scary-crowded again.
Speaking of crowded, I went to the National Portrait Gallery today. It is the mid-term school break over here, and London is crawling with tourists - mostly families with kids. Thus, it was a bit crazy at the museums. OK who makes a 6 to 12 year old go to a PORTRAIT GALLERY!!!!!!!! That is just mean. There were so many poor, bored, whining kiddos walking around with their parents. For god's sake - just let them go climb on the giant lion statues in Trafalgar Square, while you have a beer at the pub. I think everyone would be happier that way. Extra points for the parents in the gallery that brought tissue paper and tape and their two girls made 1500's-style paper dresses and modeled nest to the portraits. That is awesome parenting! I'd have taken a picture of them, but that may have been deemed perverted or something, I never know about that stuff.
Also, I got accepted to be a volunteer once a week at the Battersea Dogs and Cats Home - assuming my references say nice things about me (this means you DJ and FB:)). YAYYYYYY, this was no small feat actually. Everyone volunteers over here, so there is a lot of competition to volunteer at places that are cool, do good work, and are well organized. I promise I won't go home with a dog......I hope.
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