Last day in London, and though I am all for trying new things, sometimes revisiting the good ol' familiar does it for me too, so it's back to my friendly neighborhood pub. (It's more of a franchise than an organic pub, I reckon, but hey, if the local crowd keeps going back then so will I.)
Steak & Ale Pie
Solid chunks of meat I love that I could taste the Guniness strong and sound.
Apple & Rhuburb Cobbler, with Cinnamon Ice Cream
...but of coz...
Every road trip starts and ends with a good cuppa, and by now I figured London to be a tea drinking city. So where's the one place I can find salvation furthest away from the city but still within? The airport, of coz. I'll take it anyway, anywhere. Ah, good one.
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