Last Saturday, Mr A. and I spent our entire day feasting at the infamous Borough Market
at London Bridge. Not only is this a stupendous way to battle a hangover, it’s a great place to carry on the knees up!
The local pubs and bars are packed out and the streets are lined with chilled out punters, alternating between glugs of beer and mouthfuls of fresh, British farmed burgers.
The farmers and cockneys parade around with stinky fresh fish and even stinkier cheeses but it was the warm smell of fresh breads and baked treats that got my senses running wild. Cue brownie overload.
We headed over to the returned classic, Wheatsheaf
, for a few drinks and some Cyder Spit Chicken. It’s a gorgeous place with a real sea-city feel…
* Sea-city is a word I conjured up to describe city haunts with a seaside feel. At least one of the following must be present: wood cladding; plantation shutters; sash windows and a fresh, welcoming exterior. An open fire is a bonus. Brits, think Cornwall…*
The menu was small but very strong, boasting an array of enticing street foot served straight out the VW campervan in the beer garden. Perf.
Where’s your favourite place to while away your weekend?