At this very friendly man’s stand, I tried strong cow’s milk cheese topped with a spoonful of quince jelly. My very first time tasting quince, and most certainly not my last.
Quince jelly, by the way, is made from the hard yellow fruit of the same name. Quince looks a bit like a pear and is too tart to eat raw, but turns sweet and pink when cooked.
For some interesting quince-based recipes, go here.
Around 1:40, I arrived at Borough Market absolutely ravenous, and was immediately tempted by these enormous pots of curry. Even though I don’t really like curry, I just thought they looked spectacular (my mind, however, was made up for me when the nice man pictured above handed me a spoonful to taste and I just about choked from the spiciness. Smile, pass.)
The coolest thing about Borough Market is that it’s very interactive - multiple people came up to me and gave unsolicited (but very welcome) opinions on what I should have (the venison burger, curry, and meat pies were repeatedly suggested).
Today my hooded coat and I (it’s raining again) are headed to Borough Market, which many of you have recommended to me as a foodie haven. Parisa is insisting that I buy a venison burger, but I’m kinda hoping to stumble across some blood sausage (a.k.a. black pudding).
Other traditional British dishes that I want to try out while here:
Me sipping Moscato d’Asti - a sweet, low-alcohol dessert wine produced in Northern Italy.
Once again, the Keratin treatment came through - now, I know my hair is a little messy here, but do you know what it would ordinarily look like on a rainy London evening? Let me help you: it would look BAD.
DVF cardigan worn as dress, OPI Russian Navy nailpolish.
The decor in Upstairs at the Oak immediately made me think of this Edie Chaise Lounge ($550) from Urban Outfitters, which I’ve had my eye on for awhile now. The problem with this chaise lounge is it can’t really function as your primary couch (it doesn’t exactly look ideal for cuddling while watching Grey’s Anatomy), but it’s big enough that it would be difficult to place elsewhere in an NYC apartment (at least in ours). Hmm.
