Travels in search of quiet eating
After the rather inept opening of Market Hall Canary Wharf, I needed a bit of persuading to try another London collective eating environment. Market Hall Canary Wharf marketed itself heavily, yet when I arrived on opening day, they kept me waiting for 30 minutes as …
Here is a sprinkling of the remainer of what I ate. And that is most definitely enough as I am a larger man now. I’m not what I was before, when food would refuse to hang off me – perhaps a sign of maturity.
On another day in Singapore, I went for vegetarian only. It was not as interesting as my meat filled meals, although much better than I expected.
