Weekend spent in Gluttony

Cliché as this sounds but truly-- Time flies!

This time last year, we were - like a family of blind moles - tunneling our way through London. This year, whilst we're still burrowing through the London Underground, traipsing unfamiliar roads and alleyways, there are some things we find familiar.

Like this year's Oyster & Seafood Fair 2007!

Having been last year, Hubs and I promised ourselves we would attend again since our last experience left a sublimely salty, taste of the sea in our mouths!

This year's was better than the last on many accounts. We invited our friend Fenny, who's recently moved to London, to join us in the feasting. The more the merrier, as they say! At her current age, Danielle can eat a lot more seafood (without breaking into rashes) so it was gratifying seeing her tuck into chunky morsels of prawn and crab. This year's seafood smorgasbord was bigger and even more irresistable- stacks of beautiful red lobsters, fresh rock oysters, yellow mountains of seafood risotto, and pots steaming with succelent mussels. Hang on while I get a kleenex to wipe away the slobber dangling mid-air between the edge of my mouth and my carpeted floor...

Ooh, the prawns!

slurping down the oyster

this mug and his jug of Pimm's

cholesterol overload...

A dozen oysters, 1 crab, and a couple of bowls of seafood pasta, risotto, fried noodles, and a jug of Pimm's later, we rolled our swelled-up, protuberant bellies down South Bank then all the way to Leicester Square.

We reckoned we needed the workout. But it was woooooorth it.

Fenny (ex-PWC) and Dee