No quilts, just food

Borough market on a Thursday, what a relief from the Saturday madness we usually experience.
Lovely to wander around calmly not having to fight through crowds of ( other ) foodies. We were on a mission to buy as much loveliness as possible and get it back home on the train before it started to warm up.
As luck had it the day was freezing, so shuddering in my spring cardie, we mooched around.
Robyn, my daughter was fascinated mainly with the fruit and veg displays, luscious tumbling mounds of goodness.
 She chose fresh figs, apples and some rambutans for their spikiness; I went for salsify - don't know how to cook it, but thats what the internet is for  after all. Suggestions  welcomed.


Boar and cranberry pie, mountains of handmade fudge, and a nice little vacpac of squirrel.Will turn that into a little tiny red wine casserole for one as can't persuade anyone to join me as yet. Cowards.


As we left we grabbed two huge roast meat rolls from Roast stall, roast pork crackling and apple sauce , and sirloin beef with horseradish cream and rocket 
 A quick mulled wine to keep frostbite off  as we shivered back to the London Bridge
Here's the link for the market.
Borough market