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My fascinating fascinator! |
And this is a trip! My friend is having a wedding reception in her newly adopted home town of Wells, and a small division of Americans will be representing the States against a sea of Brits. Since it is a formal affair, a fascinator has been purchased. Clearly the cultural exchange has already begun.
Wells is a charming little city, just barely qualifying as a city because of it's cathedral. Complete with mostly cobble stone sidewalks and streets, the main debate among the American contingent is whether it looks like a set from Universal Studios or a scene form Disney Land. Everything from the signage to the homes and storefronts, the cathedral with its moat, are all satisfyingly British-looking and seeming. The last time I was in the UK, I felt like I was stuck in a generic suburb that just happened to have English accents coming out of every mouth I ran into. This is just so much more fun.

Also, the rumors you've heard are true; the food is getting better! So far I haven't had a bad meal yet, which is fantastic. I am considering taking up the habit of double-lunches just to make sure I don't miss out on anything delicious.
On the menu today, besides a delicious open-faced sandwich and carrot & cumin soup, I've got a fungi & chicken meat pie, ginger chocolate biscuits, and fresh strawberries from the farmer's market on the menu.
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Tomato, basil and Welsh rarebit bruschetta with Carrot & Cumin soup |
Okay England, you have me. For now...
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