If you read my last post, you know I still have a lot more to share about my recent trip to London. This is Part II of III, which I am unofficially dubbing, “The Savory Side”. (The first was breakfast, and the next post will be all about dessert. But I digress.)
I was in the UK for nine days, and I spent one of them visiting Oxford. Untouched by WWII, this quaint little town was overflowing with a rich history still evidenced by its gorgeous old architecture. As I wandered around the immaculately kept University grounds, I got a tiny thrill knowing that I was walking in J. R. R. Tolkien and C. S. Lewis’ footsteps.
When they studied at Oxford, they and other literary enthusiasts formed an informal group called the Inklings. The Inklings would meet weekly to discuss their writing. They traditionally met at a pub called The Eagle and Child (which Oxfordians also know as The Bird and Baby) every Tuesday for lunch. Continue reading
I am back from London and ready to share. I have to say, London’s food scene was a pleasant surprise. Maybe it’s because I was expecting meat pies or bangers and mash to be the gastronomic highlight, but I was blown away by the variety and quality of food on every street corner and down every cobblestoned alleyway.
Because I somehow managed to eat a month’s worth of food in one week, I’ve broken up my trip into several posts. First up: breakfast, my personal favorite meal of the day. Dig in!
Moreish Cafe was just down the street from my hostel on Tavistock Place near King’s Cross. I walked in expecting to order a pastry from the case I spotted from outside, but was pleasantly surprised to see that they offered full breakfast dishes as well. Their menu has a Spanish flair, and the dish I ordered was simply called “eggs on toast”. Eggs benedict by any other name tastes just as delicious. Continue reading
Greetings from London!
I am currently sitting in a tiny bustling coffee house filled with locals sharing communal tables. As I sit here, listening to ’60s music and enjoying a London fog, I can’t help but feel like I’m in someone else’s dream.
I’ve only been here for a few days, and I’m already totally smitten. When I get back next week, you’re all going to get an earful – or eyeful, rather – about everything I’ve been doing and eating. Until then, I’ve got a bangin’ pasta recipe for you guys, which also just happens to be perfect for the final weeks of the winter doldrums. Continue reading
Like most other things in life, this blog mostly consists of happy little accidents.
And as much as I am against the consumer-driven holiday that is Valentine’s Day, I’ve made it my mission to create something actually worth celebrating. Even if you’re anti-hallmark-holiday like I am, you cannot deny chocolate. Continue reading
I marched with my mother and millions of other wonderful, strong women last weekend in Boston. I have never been in such a large and lively crowd in my life.
The atmosphere was full of positive energy, and plenty of hope that our voices would be heard – and they were. But there is still way more that needs to be done, because now innocent people are also having their lives turned upside down when they’ve done absolutely nothing wrong.
I’m doing my best to channel my frustration into something useful, but outside of bugging our representatives, protesting, or donating to civil rights organizations, there’s not much else any of us can do but take deep breaths and keep doing our best to spread the love.
When the world is upside down and backwards, it’s important to keep enjoying the little things.
The Super Bowl is just around the corner, which means beer and outrageous dips will likely abound. These are the little things worth taking pleasure in when there’s not much else to celebrate. Continue reading