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A wonder of wonders…

19 Dec

…A miracle of miracles! Was the first time I tried Mulled Wine!

It was a cold winter’s day, with minus something degrees outside, and there we were, Shuli and I, thrown on the streets of Stratford-upon-Avon by our dear classmate (who later  that evening took us to see ‘Matilda‘ the musical at the Royal Shakespeare Theatre).

Holding on to dear life only because we wanted to see Shakespeare’s birth place, we wandered through the freezing streets with ears harassed by the relentless wind and fists in our pockets like crumbled balls of paper.

And then we saw it. Shakespeare’s birth place. (We tried not to think “This is IT? This is ALL?”) and we payed our respects.

But after that, we were empty again. Both soul and stomach.

It was then that it happened. Across the street from the Birth Place was a quaint little tea shop called Hanley Sweet Tea Rooms. Little did I know that this was the place that would introduce me to the thing, the wonderful thing that is Mulled wine.

It looked like a warm and cozy place to spend the next few hours. And I was desperate for some lemon tart. We walked in gingerly and look around for lemon tarts. No lemon tarts. But they had a fire. And tea.

“Have you tried Mulled wine?” asked my friend.

I tried to look I knew what she was saying and yet didn’t?

“Well…uh…no…what is it?”

Two glasses were immediately ordered. “You MUST try Mulled wine.”

It came. I drank. I drowned. Such sweetness and spicyness and fruitiness and aromatic blessedness there was in each sip.

And what an appetite it put in us. We immediately ordered a scone.


After two glasses, I was overcome with a warm buzzing feeling that stayed the entire evening 🙂

You can make your own Mulled wine, of course, and rather easily too (ready packets of spices are available at every super market).

But I found this awesome Guardian interactive christmas food guide. Might be helpful!


Chew, Chow and Chomp at Spittalfields Market

9 Nov

My friends Shuli, Anjuli and I made a trip to Spittalfields Market and then Oxford Street yesterday. Here are some of the culinary page breakers:

We began with breakfast at Coventry station: scone, clotted cream, strawberry jam and tea. How cool is that? And for just 1.99!

scone with clotted cream and strawberry jam

A note on clotted cream: For those who haven’t tried it before (the word ‘clotted’ might be off putting too), let me vouch that it is quite wonderful. To start with, its tasteless. Second, its a nice cross between cream and butter and lastly, it gets all silky and yummy with strawberry jam on top of a warm scone. Yum.

Anjuli treats herself to a generous bite of scone

Cut to Spittalfield. Irritated with the exorbitant prices of the market, we checked into this tiny little restaurant there called ‘The Crepe Affair’. Yes, I have had crepes before, but never one with Ham, Cheese, Tomato, Olive Oil and Oregano! To drink, I had a Pure Mango Smoothie.

Shuli ordered a Ham and Cheese with Extra Veg (mushrooms) and Anjuli got a Londoner (eggs, bacon and cheese)

the cool buzzer thingie

The Buzzer Thingie: They had this really cool buzzer thingie there that I think people in India should adopt soon because its so convenient and cool. So here’s how it works: you give an order and they give you a buzzer. When you order is ready, it bursts into buzzes with cool red and green flashlights, at which point you go to the counter, collect your order and return the buzzer. How cool is that?

my pizza crepe (special) with salad

cup cakes at the crepe place

There were a lot of other food attractions at the market, though unfortunately we found them only after we’d had lunch.

ooooh butternut

all kinds of olives

doh nuts

Exhausted from all the shopping (yes, we did manage to do some, finally) we made our way to Oxford Street, where we shopped some more. By then, we were more than deserving of a delicious yummy creamy awesome treat, and so we went into Starbucks to have their special Christmas Coffee – Toffee Nut and Gingerbread Latte (can’t wait to try the Peppermint Mocha). And though I hate being all Big-Chain-Restaurant type, I have to admit that it was good. And it was comforting.

After that, I refused to acknowledge my friends because they had dinner at McDonald’s, and I won’t elaborate on that because that is crossing the line.