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Borough Market

Borough Market is likely to be one of the best fresh foods market here in London. The good thing is that it's only 2 Tube stops away from where I live. Coming here on a Thursday is a stark contrast to coming on a Saturday because there are no crowds and you can walk at your own leisurely pace.

The stuff sold here never fails to fascinate me each time I come. Fresh flowers, vegetables (everyone from home always go "wahh" over the carrots with the green leaves, see pic below), to the best coffee in London (Monmouth Coffee), to olives, to cheese, to sacks of chocolates... everything basically.

Beautifully cut kiwi and melon

Serious? The name of this plant is Mind Your Own Business?

The fascinating carrots

I love peppers.

Tomatoes on the vine

Paella rice- I am inspired to get a small paella pan since I love paella so much.

The happy aunts looking at the veg.

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On a separate note, we baked some muffins for breakfast the other day. Spring flowers are out so I got a bunch of tulips & hyacinths and another bunch of yellow British Daffodils. Aren't they beautiful? (The are loads of daffodils around now that Spring is here.)
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