To market, to market to buy a fat pig...

I have been wanting to go to London's Borough Market for ages now, because everything I have ever read about it, describes it as a fantastic place, a total foodie paradise. On Saturday I finally had a chance to go and so I did! My friend C. (the one who smells freshly baked bread from miles off) is over from Germany for a week and we took the 6.41am train from Manchester to London for a day of shopping and just enjoying ourselves.

Arriving in London a good few hours later and feeling a little jaded, our first stop was Borough Market and let me tell you, everything you've ever heard about it, is true. Just how I imagined, if not better! I was feeling very awake, very quickly. There were so many stalls selling fantastic produce, bread, cakes, cheese, meat, and all kinds of snacks, that my senses were a bit overwhelmed at first. There were things to see and smell everywhere. Unfortunately, as we still had a whole day of traipsing around London ahead of us, I couldn't really shop to my heart's content, but we had a wonderful chorizo, pikante pepper and rocket sandwich from Brindisa and I had some Raspberry and Bitter Chocolate Cake, while C. chose a large Chocolate Brownie from one of the bakers.

I feel that my words just aren't enough to describe what it was like, therefore I'll let some pictures do the rest of the talking....