Last weekend I decided to go visit my good friend Suzie. She lives all the way in the east side of London. Normally, it takes ages to reach from my side of London to hers, but, that day was different. There was a football match in my town, and normally it means chaos and crowds. I don’t like crowds very much, and so to avoid the chaos, I decided I would leave a little bit earlier than I intended to. And so you see, that is where it all went unexpected. I reached the suburban side of Suzie’s town, an hour and a half earlier than intended. Would she be home? Would I be welcome? It would be rude to appear at someone’s house, well before the time stated in the invite. And so, there was the dilemma. Would I wander around East London like a vagabond? It didn’t seem like a safe option, considering all the news and awful things happening in the region. I just had to be rude, I decided, so I called her.
Luckily she was home and ready to welcome me. After catching up, freshening up and some girly chitchat, she decided to take me out to a Chicken Wings place. A 20 minute walk from Stratford, we ended up near a canal where a number of restaurants, bars and eateries were all lined up. Randy’s Chicken Wings, it was called, and yes it specialized in all kinds of Chicken Wings. We ordered ourselves the Gangnam Wings, a Korean style marinated wings and the Bacon Buffalo wings, (Buffalo wings are my favorite), a side of fries and to not feel guilty, a side of salad, (you know, so that it balances it all out) ha! The table had a huge kitchen towel, a rustic looking bucket for bones, and out food was laid. See how delicious they look. Yes it was messy and good!
After devouring the delicious wings and sides, we decided to walk around the area, looking for this local brewery where Suzie had her birthday planned. We wandered around here and there, back and forth, but found the place eventually, in a very Berlin-esque environment. I loved it!
The next day was going to be an exciting day; we were going to the Flower markets. Columbia Road Flower market to be precise. We started the day at Liverpool Street, walking through the fascinating Brick lane, with its arty walls, vintage shops and lots of food stalls. We broke our fast with a mighty Salt-beef bagel. Damn, it was delicious! And made our way to the Flower market.
It was buzzing. People,like bees went from one flower to another. Some held onto large green plants, while most had handful of colourful bouquets. We did plan to get there well early, before the mass of people started to roll in, but it was buzzing already by the time we got there. But still, it is so delightful and makes for a lovely Sunday morning.
After a relaxing hot chocolate at a cafe, we had to call it a day and an end to our girly weekend. As soon as I reached home, I laid out my purchase from the day into a vase.