Near London Bridge
Sara said we should have a look at the Borough Market. It is an experience that we would cherish. So we took the tube and arrived there on a good morning; not so cold.
Many came here for daily grocery shopping; I believe. It is indeed colorful filled with local tastes.
Dad was glad that he had a chance to browse through the market.
How about that for bread?
Gigantic.
The salad looks fresh and appetizing.
The famous cheese display that enticed us.
...baking macarons for friends !
Jokes aside; she was inspired to bake them ! She baked stacks of them for her sisters.
Beautiful plates with authentic designs.
Mushrooms of all varieties.
Granola
Wheat grass for health.
Thirst quenches.
Irksome but to some it is a delight !
Rabbit meat...
Wild ducks and the feather family; eaten.
Curries.
You taste more varieties than back home; London being so cosmopolitan.
Sara got excited at the paella; and asked me to try and then to compare it with what she cooked previously.
Well, well, comparable.
Pies of all kinds.
Dad took a good look before deciding on his choice.
The very famous coffee...
And... there are some who worked for God without qualms.
London Bridge and Borough Market; we were glad to see it.
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