Four months in London flew by faster than the actual flight across the Atlantic. The end was hard because of all of the incredible people I met while living there. The last week, I embraced all that the city had to offer for me, and of course, made a few trips back to the Borough Market to say my last farewell. Even in the snowy December weather, the flowers were in full bloom and the produce was some of the freshest I've seen. I have never been one to love tomatoes, but sometime this past summer, my tastebuds must have taken a turn to tomato-town, especially when I discovered the coveted, heirloom tomato. My favorite way to prepare them is roasted with olive oil and garlic. Collaborated with a piece of fresh mozzarella and a crunchy hunk of french bread is beyond words. One of the last nights in London, my dear and incredibly missed friend, Pat showed me the most magical fantasy of a place, called Winter Wonderland. And it was as it sounds- a huge nighttime marketplace with pints of German beers set inside their wooden linkin-log-esque structures, christmas music and children ice skating around the rink. A perfect way to end my time in the city. London, its been amazing. Cheers to you.
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