It’s been a while. Today, right now, in this moment, is the first opportunity I’ve had to sit down and write a little.
To recap: we packed up our Edinburgh life, and my kitchen; hired a large van and drove to London; briefly squatted with my parents; found a flat with a Smeg oven; unpacked our lives, and started living in Dalston.
The flat was unfurnished, so we tackled the kitchen first. Slowly my casserole pans and mixing bowls were unwrapped and housed in their new cupboard. Then the cookbooks found a prominent home beside the stove; and the fridge began to fill with fresh ingredient and essential condiments. I was able to cook again.
And then, last weekend, I discovered Broadway Market. I say discovered—people have been enjoying it for years—but I finally got the chance to browse the stalls, drink coffee, inspect hipster attire and, best of all, indulge in some delicious purchases. Artisan smoked salmon, miniature sponge cakes, venison sausages, and fresh fish from Fin and Flounder.
Fin and Flounder - a boutique monger
I hadn’t seen such luscious prawns since travelling through Thailand; a dozen were a must.