London: People driving on the wrong side of the road. Charming accents, and surprisingly, great fresh and local markets. Most importantly, I think, is the Borough Market. Walking into the entrance, you are greeted by produce that has fallen off the truck and been stomped on a thousand times, and people's rubbish from their free samples- of which are abundant. Once inside the market, you don't know what to do first. Do you follow the smell of hot mulled cider that trails directly to your nose, or do you go sample a spoonful of the curry, bubbling over its five foot radius pan.
This salad was one of the simplest, yet most decadent I've ever had. Nothing can go wrong with crispy lettuce, fresh buffalo mozzarella, tomatoes and perfectly ripe figs. I can never seem to make it as good as at this market though.
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