I’ve lived in London for 3 years and have never been to Borough Market. I know, it should be criminal.
Anyway, Matt thought it was high time we ate our way around the place, so on Saturday morning we rolled out of bed, guzzled a cup of tea and headed over to London Bridge hungry and ready to gobble.
Markets are brilliant places. People come together from every corner of the world purely to celebrate good food. You come face to face and have a chinwag with the people from all over the shop who have spent years working on and developing their trade… It is busy, but that’s the fun of it. Markets ain’t supposed to be calm, quaint places, it’s all about getting lost, walking in circles and suffering from quite possible the worst food envy you have ever experienced.
I’m going to warn you now, this will make you hungry. If your tummy is rumbling, look away now.
Starting mountains of fresh pastries, look at those dreamy lookin’ almond croissants.
Cheese straw jenga!
A stall full of gluten free goods.
Including these rather glorious hot cross buns…
And this caramel and pear cake.
Moving on to handmade chocolates…
12038 macarons in every flavour under the sun…
And cookies. Lots and lots of cookies.
Is there any better sight than giant chocolate chip cookie towers on a Saturday morning?
My first purchase were some coconut pancakes from Khanom Krok, a Thai street food stall. Light, fluffy but rich and creamy. The random pieces of sweetcorn tasted pretty damn good with it too.
The feast had began (pudding first). Matts favourite is this baby, Raclette.
A huge, hunk of Swiss cheese gradually heated then gently scraped off when molten, bubbling and glorious onto bed of potatoes. That’s it, simple but so, so good.
And it smells like heaven, you have to try it.
There is a helluva lot of meat ‘n’ cheese at Borough Market but there are also fab vegan and veggie stalls.
Talking of meat…
The worst food envy struck when we saw a lady pass by holding one of the best lookin’ sandwiches we had ever seen. We stopped what we were doing, gave each other a nod of agreement and tracked it down.
THIS. Salt beef sandwich with mustard and gherkins in fresh sourdough bread. It was one of those eye roll inducing sandwiches that I won’t forget for a long time.
Ginormous pans of Indian goodness.
Freshly baked bread.
And finally after a few hours we reached our last stop. Donuts.
Filled generously with vanilla cream, praline, salted caramel and jam.
I don’t think I could ever tire of Borough Market. How did I not visit sooner?!
If you fancy visiting it is open lunchtime on Monday and Tuesday, then all day Wednesday through Saturday.
Have you been before? And most importantly, what did you eat?