Tate Modern

In order to keep my dates in line, I'm making this and then editing later.

Bangers and Mash

Mom kept warning me that the sausages are different here so of course I had to try them. As Carolyn would say, "I just love mixed meats." They were rather mild and not as spicy or flavorful as most American sausages but I enjoyed them immensely.

We were going to do some pub hopping after we got back from Leed's Castle, Dover, Canterbury Cathedral, and Greenwich, but once we got to the 'Ye Olde Chesire Cheese' pub (an old hang-out of Dickens'), we were just so famished that we blew through appetizers and main course at the one pub.

Dessert was at a different location, however. I was so excited when I read the plaque over Fuller's Pub (located in the Old Bank of England--gorgeous) that talked about Sweeney Todd murdering his victims in the passages under the bank. I'd never realized that he was actually a real person. Except it was completely false. He really is only fiction. (That is, if you trust Wikipedia.)
I know it's morbid, but it was still exciting. We didn't have any meat pies at that pub, but the bread puddings--mmm. Delicious.

Mom also keeps talking about being homesick. Every time she mentions it, I just say, "I can't be homesick. I don't have a home right now."
But I am feeling a bit of heart pain. No, it's not heartburn from the bangers. I miss a lot of faces, smiles, and twinkling eyes.

Oof. It was such a lovely day and now I feel a little miserable. Time go curl up next to Joseph.


(Sorry that this post is only about food. It's my one weakness.)

God Bless

...Joseph Loyal for paying for the Internet. I know he's going to call for his computer soon so this has to be a shortie but I just wanted to share a highlight from the day (the day full of Hyde Park, London Marathon, Victoria and Albert, dinner with the Sandholtzes, and strolling along the Thames):

Dad saw this statue and said, "Looks like salad tongs."

That plus Mom talking forever about B&Bs and the Ritz over dinner = Classy Hick Family.

Hello England. The Wilsons are here.
Your country will never be the same.

If anything, the methane in the air is definitely going to increase. Thanks again to JL.

reading

Let me count the pages:
Postmodern Lit: 2,177
Young Adult Lit: 3,830 (+ 3 books)
Gender and Performance: 718
Critical Theory: I'd prefer not to look at that book again.
Folklore: Tired of counting. A book.


Summer Reading List:
-The New Yorker Book of Food and Drink
-Things Fall Apart
-"Disco Clothing, Female Sexual Motivation, and Relationship Status: Is She Dressed to Impress?"
-Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams

"That's the most excited I've ever seen you in the four years I've known you."

I am SO excited about my new decor.

Cheese

For some of us, the different kinds of cheddar are very important

the stranger

"Nausea is the result of living inauthentically in the world."


Critical theory: my new webmd.