Food Quest
Feb. 11th, 2006 02:06 pmMy quest to be the stereotypical jaded-metro-yuppie-Guardianista-Islingtonite continues! So it's off to Borough Market to exercise my hunter-gatherer instincts in search of olive bread and nettle cheese (no, really).
But I go off the rails a bit on the way back, and pop in to the unappealing-looking Lithuanian shop under the arches at London Bridge. It also turns out to be unappealing-smelling, and of course it shakes violently every couple of minutes because of the trains. But it's packed with unidentifiable groceries!
So I am now the proud owner of: a rattan basket of biscuits that look like tiny beige snails and are called "sausainiai riču raču", a bag of glaistyti zefyrai ("coated zephyrs", it says here) which I think are probably chocolate-covered meringues, and an ominous sausage labelled "šaltai rūkyta KRIVIO dešra". Ping is not impressed, so it may all end up as a nutritionally-unsound packed lunch for Picocon. Anybody want a coated zephyr?
But I go off the rails a bit on the way back, and pop in to the unappealing-looking Lithuanian shop under the arches at London Bridge. It also turns out to be unappealing-smelling, and of course it shakes violently every couple of minutes because of the trains. But it's packed with unidentifiable groceries!
So I am now the proud owner of: a rattan basket of biscuits that look like tiny beige snails and are called "sausainiai riču raču", a bag of glaistyti zefyrai ("coated zephyrs", it says here) which I think are probably chocolate-covered meringues, and an ominous sausage labelled "šaltai rūkyta KRIVIO dešra". Ping is not impressed, so it may all end up as a nutritionally-unsound packed lunch for Picocon. Anybody want a coated zephyr?