Sunday, 24 May 2009

Training Update: 24 May 2009

Lately, I haven't really been hard at work, training for the big challenge.

My physiotherapist was out for most of April due to a vacation and illness, which delayed things a bit. I was just OK-ed to start cycling again around a week ago. Since then, it has rained whenever I do have free time; although, I finally got my bike out for the first time this year during this holiday weekend.

As for actually running again, not yet! My latest jog for the camera shows I'm still not ready yet. I have been led to believe that I'll be back running sometime in June, though, so the battle is still on.

Needless to say, all this waiting has led me to pursue workouts on my couch, often accompanied by a brick of cheese and a can of beer.

I should enjoy it while I can, eh?

Friday, 22 May 2009

Hi-Viz: The Mantle of Health & Safety I


One thing I noticed early on in my time here was the popularity of wearing florescent yellow when cycling, doing construction work, or possibly even, knitting a sweater. It's just everywhere.

Why being swathed in what is locally known as, "hi-viz" is a source of such comfort to the locals, I'm not really sure. What I do know is that back on my home planet, my cycling jacket was black, and that the only thing to get me to consider wearing a bright yellow jacket was an REI super clearance sale.



In an effort to try to explain the sheer volume of it worn around London, I've attempted to document any and all Hi-Viz sightings throughout a given day. Unfortunately, there's often just too much.
The other day, I saw an entire class of schoolchildren walk by, each one wearing a reflective vest. Unfortunately, my blackberry was a bit slow, and I only got the tail end of the reflective entourage.


Thus, I've decided to give this another go, only this time, I plan to document all the discernable (to yours truly, at least) reasons why Londoners choose to don their Hi-Viz

So, I left my house, and between here and work (640am departure) with a stop at physiotherapy near the train I managed to snap a pic of:

1. A bit of hi-viz on this scooter driver ---

2. This gentleman wearing hi-viz collecting litter ---

3. Riding a motorcycle ---











4. Delivering Newspapers ---

5. Potentially Repairing Scooters---











6. Cleaning up the train at Edgeware Road
(see the reflective stripes)---


7. Fixing the sidewalk ---

8. Riding a folding bike ---













9. Having a chat ---

10. Eating
(So blurry. I'll redo this one next week.)










...and that's all before work starts. More to follow in part II!

Sunday, 17 May 2009

The Plough, East Sheen


This Sunday's Roast Trek brought us to The Plough in East Sheen, which is deep into Southwest London. We faced potential rains in our trek via Southwest trains on this fine Sunday, but fortunately, the weather held up, mostly!


Joining us today on the quest were our Amerifriends Bridgette & Pete, Tamara & Shaun, and Tamara's mom, Debbie, who has been visiting from New Orleans.





The menu looked great; although I dropped the ball and neglected to grab a picture of it. I did document this anecdote up on the bar, though. (Note to self, don't open a pub!)





Dishes Ordered:
(clockwise, starting from the top left)
Fish & Chips, Burger, Bangers & Mash, Panna Cotta, Banoffee Pie, Beef Roast with Yorkshire Pudding,






Overall, we were happy with our food. I think this may be my favorite roast yet. I particularly liked their outdoor garden, and will likely want to give this one another try on a sunnier day. Many compliments were paid to their bathrooms, so much so that it, too, was documented. (thanks, Darren)




The Score: 3.96 yums
breakdown of individual scores:
3.50 Yums- Bridgette (Fish & Chips, Banoffee)
3.00 Yums- Pete (Burger, Banoffee)
4.00 Yums- Tamara (Roast, Banoffee)
4.25 Yums- Shaun (Roast, Banoffee)
4.00 Yums- Debbie (Roast, Panna Cotta)
4.50 Yums- Darren (Bangers & Mash, Banoffee)
4.50 Yums- Franc (Roast, Panna Cotta and quite a bit of Darren's pie)

Our Updated Map of Eats:
*note: Pubs are noted with their scores in parentheses

View The Quest for the Best Sunday Roast in a larger map

Sunday, 10 May 2009

The Perseverance, Camden

This week's quest brought us to The Perseverance, which is at the southern end of Camden, not far from Russell Square. We've been doing a bit of neighborhood research in preparation for our next move in London, and this area has appealed to us based on its proximity to the City and the fact that it isn't dead empty on the weekends.

Representing for the cause today were just myself and my husband, Darren. The Perseverance didn't have a Sunday Roast, but we managed nonetheless.

The menu looked pretty good, and it offered standard pub fare. Unfortunately, the picnic tables outside were taken when we first arrived, otherwise we would have had a much sunnier lunch.

We went for the Bangers & Mash and the Fishcakes


The Bangers & Mash were much enjoyed, and I liked the presentation of the fishcakes on salad. Pub food can often be heavy, and these Fishcakes absolutely hit the spot.

The food was good, but it wasn't extraordinary in any way, which is reflected in our scores.

The score: 3.25 yums
breakdown of scores:
Darren: 3.5 yums (bangers)
Franc: 3 yums (fishcakes)

Our Updated Map of Eats:
*note: Pubs are noted with their scores in parentheses

View The Quest for the Best Sunday Roast in a larger map

Sunday, 3 May 2009

The Tea Cake


The tea cake is the one UK sweet that I remain powerless in the presence of.

Take a cookie, place a gooey marshmallow on top, and then cover the lot in either milk or dark chocolate, and you have a teacake. My favorites (above) are made by Tunnock's, a Scottish company.

They're a bit like the American Mallomar, which is only made seasonally due to its low melting temperature.

Thing is, the Mallowmar's marshmallow is very firm and feels somewhat fake, whereas the Tunnock's marshmallow Fluff- like filling tastes much less synthetic. The addition of English chocolate, which is much less waxy than that in the US, puts the Tunnock's version in a league of its own.

Sunday, 26 April 2009

The Harwood Arms, Fulham

This week's stop on the Quest was The Harwood Arms.

We were lured by their their Sunday Menu, ideal location for everyone joining us, and a strong endorsement from our friend, Pete.

Joining us today were our American friends who also live here in London: Bridgette & Pete, Tamara & Shaun, plus our friend Robin, who arrived from New York that morning.

The menu du jour at this gastropub looked great.

Dishes Ordered: (clockwise, starting from the top left)
Rib of Berkshire Beef (Sunday Roast for two)
Loin of Rabbit
Roasted Pork Belly
Braised Shoulder of English Lamb



The Score: 4.2 yums
breakdown of individual scores:
4.5 Yums- Bridgette (Lamb)
4.5 Yums- Pete (Lamb)
4 Yums- Tamara (Beef Roast for two- shared)
4 Yums- Shaun (Beef Roast for two- shared)
4 Yums- Robin (Lamb)
4.5 Yums- Darren (Pork)
4 Yums- Franc (Rabbit)

Our Updated Map of Eats:
*note: Pubs are noted with their scores in parentheses

View The Quest for the Best Sunday Roast in a larger map

Friday, 24 April 2009

Fun with Signage: Hardware


Maybe I didn't notice this hardware store on Leather Lane earlier because this little street in Islington is also home to a street market (aptly named the Leather Lane Market) during the day.

I can't help but think its location just makes the shop name even funnier.

Wednesday, 22 April 2009

M&S Percy Pig Cupcakes


I really haven't devoted enough effort to my love of the M&S Percy Pig here. I've always expected that there would be plenty of time for me to craft an ode worthy of the best gummy candy on this island.

I may have been mistaken. You'll have to just imagine the magnitude of my affection based on my ownership of both a Percy Pig mug and Egg Cup.

Not expecting any developments in this area, this pink box on the coffee table a few nights ago came as a surprise.

Percy Pig Cupcakes?

Let me get this straight...
Marks and Spencer, which I already know can make a fine, fine cake, is now selling a vanilla cupcake with pink frosting, adorned with my favorite M&S candy?

The idea initially leaves me feeling a bit conflicted.
How can I be expected to beat my train home when there are cupcakes such as these to be eaten?
How can I do anything but take the box and vanish into my lair like an predator having claimed victory over its prey?

Two days later, I've had 3 of the four cupcakes. I'll eat the last one for breakfast tomorrow. They're every bit as good as I hoped.

If I ever leave England, M&S food is among the things I'll really miss.

Monday, 20 April 2009

Blinded by Mess

The English are pretty keen on health and safety. I have to go through two sets of fire doors to get to my desk at work. The trains kindly remind you to mind the gap. Workmen, cyclists, police officers, and anyone else who might go unseen wears a florescent yellow vest. The park is full of signs that threaten of the blinding power of poo.

According to these signs in Bishop's Park, up to seven hundred people are blinded after coming into contact with dog mess each year.

My question is HOW? Seven hundred people blinded by dog feces is a lot!

These signs appeared with such frequency, I couldn't help but wonder if the pedestrian paths had been the home to a regional dung-slinging competition.
or...
Were so many dog owners SO inconsiderate that that the path had turned into a fecal slip and slide, where innocent victims would slip and fall face first, only to emerge from the park blinded by poo?
or...
Did the Coucils of Fulham and Hammersmith join forces to create a blinding laser that fries out the retinas of careless, local dog owners?

Stumped, I asked Google.

As it happens, this seems to be just another example of how Health & Safety laws have gotten a bit out of hand.

According to the BBC, the threat of blindness is due to a form of toxocariasis. This article from June 2008 says that, "there are, on average, twelve cases per year."

Whatever the reason, those signs are clearly working. The path was completely clean, despite there being numerous dogs out.

If you have any doubts about the existence of the signs, you can see the faint remains of the sunbleached logo of the Boroughs of Hammersmith & Fulham near the nail at the bottom. I'm mostly impressed that the sign contains what I believe are lines representing wafting odor. My husband claims that they represent steam. Either way, it represents a fine attention to detail.

Sunday, 19 April 2009

The Bridge, Castlenau


For our first formal effort in the search for the best, or at least our favorite Sunday Lunch, we selected the Bridge in Castlenau.

We stumbled across The Bridge while walking along the Thames Path on already full stomachs a few weeks ago. Given the excellent weather today, it was an ideal day to have a another walk down the path and try the Bridge.


We arrived to find that The Bridge also has an outdoor terrace, which we missed when we passed by earlier. It isn't captured by this picture, so you'll have to just take my word for it. This picture was taken from the lower side of the terrace and shows the side of the pub and the upper part of the terrace.

Unfortunately, we didn't last outside for long. The sun went behind the clouds for a bit, and we sought refuge in the warmer environs of the pub itself.

Darren went with the Roast (pork), and I opted for the Burger. Both were excellent.




The Score: 4.25 Yums
breakdown:
4.25 Yums - Darren
4.25 Yums - Franc
* Thus, the average of votes= 4.25 Yums

Our updated map of eats:
*note pubs are noted with their score in parentheses


View The Quest for the Best Sunday Roast in a larger map

The Quest for Sunday Lunch: The Rules

Sunday Roast is an institution in England, one I've grown very fond of.

This entry officially begins our Quest for the Best Sunday Lunch.

On to the Quest Rules:

Reviews will be made based on whatever is ordered, so if we do overdose on Roasts, we'll assume that whatever we do select reasonably represents the pub's offerings.

Each contributor will award the venue two scores*
  • Food: this score is exclusively for the food
  • Environment: this score is for everything else; the venue's atmosphere, decor, service, toilets, board games, etc.
Scores are awarded on a scale of 0-5, where 5 is considered extraordinary, 2.5 is profoundly average, and a zero is, well, traumatic.

Contributors' scores will be averaged to determine both category-specific scores for both Food and Environment and the Final Yum Score.

*Note: Prior to June 2009, contributors awarded only a food score.

All Reviewed Pubs (as well as the review date and scores) are added to our The Quest for the Best Sunday Roast Google Map

Sunday, 5 April 2009

Franc v. London Underground: The Challenge Summarized


Moaning about mass transport is one of the many skills I have developed over the past year to help me fit in. Problem is, it's often justified.

To be fair, the Underground (aka: the tube) is the oldest underground railway. It does a remarkable job, consdering that.

One morning last fall, while complaining about the train, it occurred to me:
My apartment is about 10k from my office. As the train ride from Putney to Farringdon takes 50 minutes and I have a 10 minute walk to the train, then I can get to work faster by running than taking the trains.

I have proudly shared this observation with others throughout the winter, claiming that soon, the showdown would occur.

It is now time to start planning:
1. I have paid for my underground ticket online, so my journeys will be logged from hereon. This will allow me to determine an average journey time for training purposes.
2. Route research has begin. I recognize that I can't literally outrun the train along its path of travel. Not at first, anyway!
My intention here is only to prove that I can run between points A & B faster than the train will take me. I am confident that I can do this as a matter of time and distance; however, navigating traffic lights and pedestrians will require me to do this a bit faster.
3. I need to actually get off of the couch and run. An injury to my IT band teamed with months of cold and darkness means that I'm not as fit as I was when I first made these claims. It also means that I'm not yet ready to train.

Training will begin as soon as my physiotherapist says I can run again. That's probably not going to be for at least another month, but I'll post about it when I can.

Once I can again comfortably run a 10k (at any speed), a date will be set.

The big day:
During the evening rush hour, I will kiss my husband goodbye and put him on the train at Farringdon. Then, I will run home.

Success criteria:
He will arrive home to find me in our apartment drinking a beer. Thus, if I am not inside of the apartment, beer in hand when he arrives, I have failed the challenge.

In the event of failure, a new date will be set.

Monday, 23 March 2009

Walker's Cajun Squirrel Crisps

Just when I start thinking that maybe I've run out of supermarket amusements, another one presents itself.

We were wandering though a BP station when we stumbled across these Walker's Cajun Squirrel flavored crisps (American: Chips). Having no self- preservation instinct, I insisted that we buy them immediately and investigate.

Upon closer inspection of the bag, we determined that the squirrel chips contain not squirrel, but "Squirrel Seasoning", whatever that is. I gather it's the rodent- equivalent of Cheez. The chips are also suitable for vegetarians, which was a bit of a disappointment.




Moving on, it was time for the eating of the Squirrel Chips.
They look pretty ordinary, not like they're packed full of squirrel-y seasoning.


And how were they?

They're pretty good. I'm not sure if that's squirrel favor we were savoring, but whatever it was, we liked it.
Here's my bro digging into them before catching his flight home:


Walker's currently has a contest on for a new crisp flavor, among the contenders is this Cajun Squirrel, Fish & Chips, Chili & Chocolate, and a few others. One can read up and vote here.

Wednesday, 18 March 2009

Edinburgh




My baby brother came to visit for his university spring break so we headed up to Edinburgh for a few days. The city itself is really beautiful. The architecture is remarkable, the people are friendly....





...and the haggis for tourists is abundant, sometimes presented unconventionally.






Day I:
We checked into our hotel and mostly just learned our way around. We also got a book to help us organize the next few days. Lunch consisted of my brother’s first haggis in Scotland at The White Hart.

The center of Edinburgh is very walkable, and we made our way through the old and new town by walking around the Prince's Street Gardens, which used to be the north loch, a manmade lake.
While wandering, we stopped into a fish & chip shop (The Clamshell) that sold Deep Fried Pizza, which was high on my brother’s to do list.
For dinner, we found a local spot called Howie’s, which I’d recommend.


Day II:

We started off the day at Edinburgh Castle, which stands on a hill overlooking the city center. The castle’s history is extensive, from its time as a defence fort to when its prison held prisoners of war during WWII. Wandering around the castle, audio guide and all, took us about 2.5 hours.


I think our trip may have been no match for these visiting schoolchildren, who were all dressed up for castle life as princes, princesses and jesters.





For lunch we headed to Oink, which had caught our eye the night before with its roast pig displayed in the window. The sandwiches were every bit as good as anticipated. We went with the Pork Roll with a bit of haggis and chilli sauce, as recommended by the guy who served us.




Edinburgh was bit colder than I had planned on, so after lunch, we went on a trek in search of polar fleece. Most of the shopping is in the New Town, and we found quite a few places well equpped to sell me some extra layers.

Fleece acquired, we headed up to the Royal Mile, had a deep fried Mars Bar (my first and Kiely's second), and decided to walk the length of it. This street is called The Royal Mile because it connects the one mile separating the Castle and Holyrood House, which is the Queen’s residence in Edinburgh.

Along the Royal Mile, we stopped in at The People's Story Museum, or as my brother called it, “The Museum of the Poor”. The exhibits were intended to provide insight to practical life in Edinburgh from the 16th century to the present.
We then wandered back up the mile, with stops for refreshments, and headed to the Mary King's Close Tour.

A Close is a narrow street, and a number of these streets are visible from the Royal Mile. A number of them served as small neighbourhoods, with housing available several stories underground. The tour took us through one of these, Mary King's Close. The lower levels of which consisted of small, one room apartments which often held up to ten people. While the close was not underground, it was so narrow and surrounded by 12 story buildings, it might as well have been.

After this tour, we took a bit of chillout time, and then went to dinner at the Royal McGregor which came highly recommended by friends back in London. Its signage promised the best haggis in town, so naturally, we had to give it a go. The presentation wasn’t what I expected, as it was much more artistic than I expected from a pub, and it was really tasty. An older, Scottish couple at the next table told us that we should be eating it with Drambuie, so next time, we’ll get it right.

A bit of wandering brought us to the Scotsman's Lounge, which was a lot like a townie Bar, complete with flies, indifferent bartender, and Dire Straits on the jukebox. The pictures in the website make it look much cozier than it actually was, but it did the trick.When the live music started, we decided it was time to go and headed back to the Bow Bar for a bit before calling it a night.


Day III:

This was our Edinburgh Pass day. I didn't take a lot of pictures on day 3, as most exhibits did not allow photography.

We started off at the Surgeon’s Hall Museum, which was closed until noon, despite the Pass’ guide saying it opened at ten. We headed to the Camera Obscura to kill some time.

A Camera Obscura is basically a mirror and some lenses that are used to project an image onto a table. The tour consisted of seeing the camera used and a quick tour of Edinburgh from the camera. The rest of the exhibit consisted of optical illusions, holograms, etc. Had I paid £9 to get in, I’d be sorely disappointed, but as something to do on the prepaid pass, it was fine.

We had lunch at Deacon Brodie’s on the Royal Mile and then headed down past the University to the Surgeon’s Hall Museum. I particularly enjoyed this museum, which not only covered the history of Surgery in Scotland and of the Medical College but also included a collection of samples and of medical equipment.

After viewing all that fun, we headed back up to the Royal Mile for another battered Mars Bar and headed down towards Holyrood House.
Unfortunately, the Edinburgh Pass only gets you into the art gallery at the palace, and such was closed in preparation for a new exhibit. Regardless, we went to the Palace, which included a free audio guide.



The palace was impressive, and the exhibit included several rooms used for state events as well as the former chambers of the King and Queen, specifically that of Mary Queen of Scots. The ruins of the Abbey which was once adjacent were also worth a view.

Across the street from the Palace is the new home of the Scottish Parliament, which is open to the public. You can enter the main chamber with a free ticket, and we observed a debate during our visit.

After this, we headed back up the mile and to our hotel for a bit of refresh time and headed out to dinner at Indigo Yard before calling it a night.

Day IV:

There was sleeping in, a full breakfast, and then we headed to the airport using our return passes from the Edinburgh pass. If you don’t get the pass, the airport bus costs £6 and takes about 25 minutes to get you into town.