A May Bank Holiday Weekend

So, this past weekend was a holiday weekend, coinciding with Memorial Day in the US.  In England, it was "Late Spring Bank Holiday" (but interestingly not in Scotland or Northern Ireland... the UK has far less national identity than, say, a Canadian trout, which will be found popping out of the water just to tell you that Shania Twain is a Canadian, don't you know... but I digress; more about that another time).  So, having a three day weekend, I perfected relaxation.  On Saturday, I made myself fluffy pancakes (highly recommended: http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Fluffy-Pancakes-2/Detail.aspx), went to get two tickets for O.A.R., an amazing band that is popular among college students, and is well-known enough to sell out Madison Square Garden.  I missed them last time they were here because I didn't want to pay an online booking fee and kept forgetting to go to the box office, until they sold out the week before.  As you have probably guessed, they are not nearly so popular here, which has proven to be a problem - all of my friends who know them are busy studying or are away for the weekend, and nobody else knows who they are!  And this band can sell out The Garden!  Anyway, I then met up with some people to see Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time, and enjoyed it, as atrocious as it was.  I was probably swayed by having played 1.5 of the "Sands of Time" themed video games while my apartment in college was addicted to them.

On Sunday, I went to Islington - which is one of my favorite areas of London because it's not only pretty but the restaurants are actually local and unique instead of the same old bland high street chains (I am not opposed to chains per say, simply bland ones!) - and got coffee and cake with my friend Eunice at Fig & Olive (http://www.yelp.co.uk/biz/fig-and-olive-london).  My cheesecake and her gooseberry (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gooseberry) tart were both delicious, and we enjoyed them through a narrow passageway leading to a quiet park surrounded by victorian townhouses (as are common in nice areas of London... though they are not often public).  We had actually intended to get food at the Islington Market, but we were unable to find it (or get into it), despite seeing a sign.  However, as a result of our wandering, we did walk past Emma Watson, whose phone number I got.  Okay, I didn't get her phone number, but I did get a photo with her:

Okay, so in case you have no sense of humor, that photograph is fake, so I didn't get a photo with her, but I did walk past her a second time after dropping of my friend at the tube.  At which point I said to her, "look, I don't know who you are, or why you're following me, but it's completely inappropriate!"  Except that I didn't, but I did chuckle to myself thinking about it.  I then walked back through the north part of London, through Camden Town (an area with a big market and the box office I had gone to on Saturday) and through Regent's park, which is beautiful, and has a tasty looking sausage hut that reminded me I had yet to eat lunch, and had no cash.  Oops!  So I went back home, and bought corned beef to try to make a corned beef sandwich (preferably on rye with swiss and sauerkraut! oooooh reuben....), but lo and behold, corned beef here is not, I repeat not the same thing that it is in the US.  It's gross.  And it's dry.  And most of it comes in tins.  Like spam. EW.  I will not be buying it again (I bought an untinned kind, don't worry!), though the horseradish and mustard certainly made it more palatable.  There is something similar to corned beef called salt beef that is sold in food halls and at some specialty sandwich shops (normally emblazoned, aptly, with the words "Salt" and "Beef"), which is good, but still not the same. 

On Monday, I went on a quest to make peppermint brownies (http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Ghirardelli-Peppermint-Brownies/Detail.aspx).  This quest had, in fact, begun months before, when I realized the difficulty of obtaining 100% unsweetened chocolate in London.  So I had Sara bring me some from New York.  Thanks Sara!  Since then, it has appeared in the (regular, but nice) grocery store near me, which is the only place I have seen it (I think), and it comes in a big 180g hunk (as opposed to easily-melted bars) for about $5.50 for 4 oz (compare this to Ghirardelli for $3.50, or Baker's brand for $1.70 in the US).  Anyway, the chocolate problem solved, I thought the rest would be easy.  Alas, it took me three grocery stores to find real peppermint extract (and two to find fake peppermint flavo(u)ring), which left me near Whole Foods, the grace of London.  I was never a big Whole Foods person in New York, since I didn't see the point (I lived near a great normal grocery store) but in London it allows me to get imported things for less than anywhere else (if they are uncommon), which on Monday meant pepper jelly and Peanut Butter & Co. brand Peanut Butter (direct from NYC).  Of course, they also have fresh peanut butter in-store made by grinding peanuts, so perhaps the PB &Co was a poor choice.  Anyway, I finally made it back home and made the mint brownies.  I had to substitute the Ghirardelli-squares-as-icing with after-eight-mints-as-icing which was probably a poor choice given the chewy nature of After Eights (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/After_Eight) compared to Ghirardelli squares (which are creamy inside), and definitely made the brownies quite sweet.  But still delicious.  Highly recommended recipe.  Top that off with a delicious dinner of corn (I have it a lot now that it's in season), which is amazing and delicious, and imported (which I suppose isn't so good).  It comes, pathetically, in little plastic sealed packets and the cobs are about half the length of a proper American ear of corn, despite some of it coming from the US (I think we get shipped the dregs).  Oh well, it's still delicious with butter, salt and pepper.  MMMMMmmmmm