I just got back from a couple of weeks in Europe. BIG thanks to everyone who put me up and fed me. It was great to catch up with so many friends and to spend a tiny slice of life with so many of them. It just highlighted how fast time flies – the babies I saw last time are now toddling and talking and generally turning into human beings and someone rearranged the whole of Cambridge town centre in my absence. What was once so familiar has been playing musical chairs in my absence.
It ended up being a bit of a gastronomic tour (Oh how I miss good food) but of all the wonderful meals, the ones that most stuck in my mind were both very simple and somehow caricatures of nationality:
Afternoon tea at the Westminster Inn, London
Bavarian Breakfast overlooking the Rathaus in Munich