Wet and windy

I just got back from Taste of London at Regent's Park. I'm having a think if I'd want to go back next year. Previously it was all about the food, and it was nice food. In recent years however, it's become more of where to be seen. Am I being too snooty? In the first few years, it was mostly people who had a passion for food just wanting to see what other chefs were up to. Hmmm...yeah I guess that's being a bit snooty.

The food is still great and the old chefs are still there. Although I don't think I saw Rhodes anywhere this time around. Ramsey had a big tent in the middle for his F word series complete with an area for all the groupies to take pictures with the uber chef himself. I must admit I was giddy with delight when I saw him. My husband didn't see why. I wanted to queue up and have his book signed by him saying *To my one and only bitch...* Fitting I think.

I wanted to take my brand new camera with me but I had a tiff with Mike before we left so I didn't really feel up to doing anything else. Luckily for me I didn't. It started pissing and by the time we left we were all wet and muddy. I got to try some good things though don't get me wrong. I had Marcus Wareing's beer and ale pie which was absolutely gorgeous. An oyster topped with poached quail egg with apple caviar...yummmm. Asparagus with hollandaise foam...yawn. Rump steak and chicken heart which the server fantasticaly topped with some sort of a pole dancing routine. I had beer made with coffee beans called the London Porter and a banana flavored beer. Yum.

The whole thing was just dampened by the rain. Tick tick tock little April shower...except it's not April anymore.