Sunset in Hyde Park on my last full day in England.
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After spending a few too many hours being lost, I sought refuge in a pub where I met this handsome fellow, Boris. Yes, dogs are allowed in bars (even ones that serve food). I miss Lucy.
It seems that everywhere I go in London I am met with a proliferation of cupcakes; the entire city, it appears, is gripped by cupcake mania. I was repeatedly told that the very best place to go when struck by a cupcake craving is The Hummingbird Bakery, on Portobello Road (get the red velvet).
When I arrived in London, I gave Parisa and Tim a cookbook and some Godiva truffles, but wanted to find them something really special that they could use around the house. When we stopped into Ceramica Blue on Saturday they both seemed to really like this olive wood board (which can be used for cheeses, charcuterie, etc), so on Monday I went back and bought it for them as a thank-you for a truly amazing, unforgettable time.
In between bouts of being lost, I located Portobello Road, where I spent a lovely hour exploring antique shops. I absolutely adored the pink-and-gold chair…but feared that it just might be a little much. And a little tough to get into my suitcase.
