Pictures I took last month around Borough Market:
mountains and mountains of pretty produce
I gave up eating cheese a few months back but, holy shit. I almost caved at this Raclette stall. The sight and smell of hot, melty cheese being scraped onto potatoes is HYPNOTIC.
Brats for Dean, watermelon and a sweet potato pie dinner for James. There’s no photo but I got some top notch felafel.
…and some Turkish Delight. Our favorite flavors: rose, fig, and pinesap. Yum!
Little critters: a lizard who hung out with us while we ate lunch, a sweet starling hopping around for scraps
I bought: watermelon juice, rambutan (I’d never had this before!), and a slice of spice cake from the ‘free from’ bakery. Maybe next time I’ll have some extra cash for fancy teas, sauces, and beers.