With London, that is. Chelsea has always felt like home to me, having lived here for many years. Those small, everyday human connections come easily.
Finally made it to Bibendum for oysters today, after 3 previous failed attempts (yes, persistent when I want to be!), great food, service was a bit hit & miss. Very happy that the Irish Dungarven oysters were the stand out 😀🇮🇪 though the half bottle of Billecart-Salmon went straight to my head!
Wonderful, witty art exhibition at the Conran Store next door, really made me smile….see pics above! I left a note for the artist to say “thank you” for making me smile 😀
Wandered along one of my favourite streets in SW3, Walton Street, and was stoked to find that an old time haunt, Percy Bass Ltd. is still there at no. 184. The shop is still fronted by the most wonderfully eccentric English lady (would be an awesome dinner guest), stuffed to the roof with eclectic interiors objets and supported by several American staff who I’m sure are wondering how on earth their interior design course led them here!! Have my eye on a few things for shipping to a certain beach house….😉
Seeing some very dear friends for drinks & dinner tonight. Found a favourite champagne, Ruinart Blanc de Blancs, at a small wine store & tasting room, Pavilion Wine, just around the corner from where I’m staying. I bought the bubbles yesterday & asked them to keep them for me until this evening. They were a bit surprised, but happy to help. It’s a friendly spot, where their regulars all seem to know each other, will definitely return 👍 Not to mention that there’s an even more awesome cheese store right next door 😋🧀