Eat food at the Borough Markets in London.

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After a day of wandering the streets of London, after an aborted mission to the Tate modern, after discussing life and love with an old friend, after pulling frigid air into your chest and smiling at the infinite promise of the big-old city laid out in front of you… you should go to the Borough markets.

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There’s so much good food on offer. The stalls are all unique and they’re classy, not pretentious. There are half a dozen cheese stalls all piled high with stinky offerings. I spoke in length about Australian’s ban on raw cheese and indulged in smiling hospitality as I tried aged cheddars and dripping blues.

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On this day the sun was shining. I’d arrived in London direct from Bali and while the locals were wearing broad smiles at the meager rays of light I was shivering in my woefully inadequate jacket. By all accounts it had been a long and hard winter and while I hadn’t experienced the recent snowstorms I could certainly appreciate the joy of London in springtime.

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At the Borough markets there’s an equal mix of locals doing their weekly shop and tourists buzzing about with cameras and tongues panting. I had a roast duck baguette that was sans salads or condiments; it was amazing. There was Japaense food but the Gyoza was pedestrian. The BBQ’d muscles looked really good but I was nearing my limit.

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There were hams and wild-boar pies and truffles.

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Espresso and mulled wine and sour-dough bread.

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I also tried a chorizo and rocket sandwich and picked up a pure chocolate brownie for the bus ride home.

Borough markets…go there hungry.

 

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  1. Amy says:

    this makes me miss london biiiig time. ill be heading to borough market for a feed for suuure when im home.

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