Eating London away

That funny little rain which annoys you  but does not make you really wet. 

Those very nice services, such as free WiFi connections for starving foreign smartphones.

That people’s incessant hurrying everywhere, like those escalators in the underground, faster than everywhere else.

And that endless choice of food, from the four corners of the world.

Food, yes. Got the feeling that all was about food, this one and half day in London.

For example, my eating the greasiest possible food (fish and chips, in case you are wondering), in possibly one of the most famous Fish and Chips places in town, and sitting next to the occasional American tourist ordering to the amused waitress: “Do you have something which is NOT fried”?

Next stop, Italian ice cream place Scoop, just next door. Having a long chat about living in The City with the funny Italian waiter, totally bored (who would want an ice cream in a grey cold and humid London day?) and considering a life change: making money more quickly by working in some restaurant in Australia.

More food at Marks and Spencer, trying not to get discouraged by the long serpentine queue at check out. Highlight of the day, the season repackaging: your favourite comfort food now becomes your Valentine's eat-in ready made dinner for two. Runner up: among all sorts of impulse junk food next to the cashier, the "healthy" section: chocolate hearts.

And what recommendation for best dinner in town? Or the best option for lunch break? Same answer: Pan-Asian.

To finish off, coffee at Nero: what's wrong with ordering a single espresso ristretto and why should the waitress not believe that, yes, I want something this small?