Hope everyone had a great Halloween. As an homage to my roots, and not a little because of laziness and lack of costume funds, I went as a cowboy. I saw a few Sarah Palins, but no McCains or Obamas. I hear you’re having an election over there soon, eh?
I’m also not yet accustomed to the lack of daylight around this time of year in this place. I think I’m going to need one of those special lights that replicates sunlight. My lack of energy is unprecedented. It’s no wonder they drink so much tea over here.
On the plus side, my flatmate and I bought a bunch of fresh veggies and handmade cheese tortellini at Borough Market this weekend, and the rustic tomato, mushroom and shallot sauce was one of the best I’ve ever made. As Gordon Ramsay says, there’s no substitute for fresh ingredients. Well, he probably says that with at least three epithets in there.
By the way, the razor brand Schick over here is called Wilkinson’s Sword.