Room Service. Very, very Indulgent at our very, very lovely hotel (Thank-you Alison!!). Had to have the Fish & Chips. At a pub, of course. Tomory had the Bangers and Mash:
I find the photo that I took of this dish to be slightly repulsive, but Tomory said it was very good!
Cute little Greek place that David & Madeleine (my in-laws) took us out to (thank-you David & Madeleine!!).
The real reason for this post : Tayyab's. A little 100% Halal Pakistani-Punjabi restaurant in London's East End. Holy freaking H-E- Double Hockey Sticks.
The most crowded restaurant per patron per square foot I have ever seen. They don't take reservations. They told us the wait would only be about a half hour. It was closer to 2. In the cold & rain. I was so hungry I think my stomach ate itself while I was waiting.
Sounds like a nightmare, right?
It was heavenly.
Once it was our turn to be seated, the service was incredibly prompt. Every dish was made to perfection. Amazing.
Worth a 2 hour wait, in the cold and rain, while your stomach eats itself.
If you are ever in London, you must go (Thank-you Alison!!).
Tayyabs, 83-89, Fieldgate St. London E1 1JU
http://www.tayyabs.co.uk/
That was so quick. I'm back, and boy am I jet-lagged.
London was wonderful, but I didn't get a whole lot of exciting shots:
Tomory's show took more time than expected to install- and we really only went walking around London on Friday & Saturday.
I did make it to Liberty, and will have a Liberty-related giveaway sometime this week.
I need to tell you about art, a couple of nice restaurants, so much!
Here are a couple reviews of the show.
Now I have to drag myself into the shower, and scrounge up some dinner, and try not to fall asleep too early tonight!
Hope you all had a wonderful week.
xo
photo directly above courtesy of Clare Vivier/ taken by Heather Taylor
Inexplicably more than the sum of it's parts. It's just a simple piece of engraved metal strung on a scrap of Liberty fabric- but why do I want one so much? Maybe because of it's cool-girl Parisian connection? Because it's sold out? I'm going to try to see if they have any in London.
If so, I sense a blog give-a-way coming on. Stay tuned.
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She can take the dark out of nighttime
And paint the daytime black.
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole
Down upon your knees.
She never stumbles
She's got no place to fall
She never stumbles
She's got no place to fall
She's nobody's child
The Law can't touch her at all.
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks
She's a hypnotist collector
You are a walking antique.
Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her when her birthday comes
Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her when her birthday comes
For Halloween buy her a trumpet
And for Christmas, give it a drum.
Rest in peace, A.V. W. 1972-2010.