It snowed when we left Edinburgh, creating landscapes where the sheep only stood out in the snow by being a slightly different shade of white. Back in London, we visited the Borough Market for fish and chips, goat milk ice cream (cherry, almond, and pistachio flavored), and doughnuts. The afternoon was spent at the V&A
We met the guide for Secret Food Tours at St. Giles Cathedral: And started out with a delicious smoked haddock chowder and really good bread at Howies. Then came haggis, nips (turnips), and tatties (potatoes) with whiskey gravy at the Beehive Inn: It was good. Haggis isn’t something I’d order for itself, but it was
The others began the day with a hike up Arthur’s Seat. I declined in order to visit the City Arts Center. When they returned pink-cheeked and describing how it was so slippery and windy that people were descending by sliding down the steps on their bums, I knew I made the right call. (As if
Wednesday we got up a bit early to catch a train from Kings Cross to Edinburgh for a short getaway. It took a bit more than four hours, and we passed all kinds of enchanting landscapes that transitioned from snow to sun to sea. We had an AirBnB arranged near a park called The Meadows,
Amy, Jason’s friend from NYU/DC and the last of our holiday travel group, arrived quite late, so we had a slower morning. Boxing Day was quieter than I expected, but Covent Garden was hopping. We got a late-ish lunch at Le Pain: Then went to see “Wilde Creatures” at the Vaudeville Theater: It was a
Jason made us a turkey dinner despite having an oven whose only instructions are in German. With fresh raspberries in cream and accompanying dark chocolate disks for dessert.