Gasp, its a Smörgåsbord!

It started out as an ordinary Saturday. The Husband and I ate a big brunch, caught up with friends and fam on social media, took the garbage out and ignored the growing mountain of laundry. Then we wasted time deliberating on how to dress for the confused September weather. Jumper + jacket? Too hot. Sweatshirt + coat?…

London Food Diaries (I)

Feet don’t fail me now Take me to the finish line Oh my heart it breaks, every step that I take But I’m hoping at the gates, They’ll tell me that you’re mine Walking through the city streets Is it by mistake or design? I feel so alone on the Friday nights Can you make…