A Culinary Adventure For Young And Old
In the run up to Christmas the Husband and I thought a trip to Borough Market would help in the effort to stock the cupboards. We certainly weren’t wrong. Heading up East nice and early, me clutching my Anya Hindmarch ‘I’m not a Plastic Bag‘ tote to complete the look, we were ready to splash the cash.
The Husband, in the midst of hangover hell, cheered up once he caught a whiff of quality bacon on the griddle. Devouring a Bacon Bubble from Maria’s Cafe, his mood lifted. A heart attack in a bun, his arteries were the last thing on his mind as he got his chops around the bacon, cheddar and bubble & squeak encased in a fresh white bun. It certainly perked him up for a minute or two.
The Munchkin used the opportunity to purloin as many tasters as possible. Having now developed a taste for tapenade and smoked salmon and fearlessly heading towards 3 freshly slaughter deer, her Lelli Kelli’s approaching a pool of blood at breakneck speed, I fear I might have a young Hugh Fernley-Whittingstall on my hands. A scary notion for an ex-vegetarian.
Hot on this heels of his Bacon Bubble, the Husband decided his next step was to opt for a healthy treat, ordering a £4 smoothy. Choosing it’s ingredients carefully, he waited like a boy on Christmas morn for this nectar to be handed to him. Selflessly offering the Munchkin a sip before even trying it himself, he was then unable to extricate it from her vice like grip, making it the most expensive refreshment known to man. Almost.
Laden down with culinary delights and our stomachs full to the brim with deliciousness we headed home just in time to think about lunch.
