Monday 16 July 2007

Welcome to Northcote Road

(Aileen)
Northcote Rd lies about ¼ mile due west of our flat, is about ½ mile long, and is a street we frequent almost ritualitisically every time we happen to be in town. I’ve mentioned it in some of my previous blogs, and thought it deserved a proper introduction.

Northcote Rd is the type of street that defines a neighbourhood. When we bought our flat, one of the factors we considered was it’s proximity to the said road. The road is quite modest, around 10 blocks long. But along the street, about 6 of 10 blocks are lined with small food stalls selling a variety of goods and a series of small food shops that are true treasures of the neighbourhood. On a typical Saturday morning, you might find us at one of the following stops:

Stop 1 – Veggie stand.
Manned by 2 lovely ladies and occasionally, one of their grumbling (but still sweet) sons (?). Offers a wide variety of vegetables. Ed loves the French salad greens. I love the wild mushrooms (available only during mushroom season) they keep tucked away in one of the back shelves. When I ask to buy some, they never fail to look at me incredulously with raised eyebrow and say “Are you sure? They’re £30 a kilo”. To which I reply “Yes, that’s fine”. The handful I get never exceeds £4 or £5 (for mushrooms are feather light!). And the exchange is surely to be repeated the following week when I get another handful of wild mushrooms.

Stop 2 – Dove butcher.
Established in 1879, Dove butcher has for generations been, and hopefully will continue to be a mainstay of Northcote Rd. They are purveyors of fine organic British meat – Scotch beef, Welsh lamb, and English pork. All marvellously tasty stuff. If you live in the neighbourhood and frequent Dove's enough, you may be bestowed the honour of being addressed as “Guvner” by one of the butchers (a title Ed aspires to I might add).


Stop 3 – Bread stand. The stand offers a cornucopia of breads, pastries and other baked goodies. We usually pick up a French baguette to eat with the cheese we pick up at Hamish Johnston, which quite conveniently sits right opposite the bread stand.


Stop 4 – Hamish Johnston cheese shop. Since moving to Europe we’ve developed the taste for cheese, especially the stinky, foot smelling soft variety. Much of this new found obsession with cheese can be directly attributed to Hamish Johnston, which always has on offer a myriad of cheese options – cows cheese, goats cheese, buffalo cheese, French, Italian, Swiss, English, Irish, some with such far fetched names as “Stinking Bishop” or “Head of the Hundreds”. On a typical Saturday we’ll usually get a good sized chunk of Brie de Meaux (our staple cheese), plus some other soft variety, and a hard variety. Also on offer are great olives, plus other gourmet staples such as olive oil.

Stop 5 – Fishmonger. Right next to Hamish Johnston, on a cross street sits our fishmonger. This corner is their new home, having had to vacate their original shop dwelling several blocks north about 5 months ago. In the age of uber-supermarkets, fishmongers (along with butchers) are a dying breed, so we feel extremely fortunate to have our fishmonger still.

Stop 6 – Philglas & Swiggot. Our last stop on a Northcote shopping trip is always Philglas & Swiggot, an independent wine merchant. It’s the kind of wine shop I love – with a very personal selection of wines, small selections of each wine variety, but a wide selection of varieties. Each wine region is well represented. Many of the wines on the shelves will have tasting notes, which makes it enjoyable to peruse the shelves (I can spend hours in here) and fun to try new wines.

The picture is not all rosy though. As with many streets with any semblance of character in the UK, Northcote Road is under constant threat of becoming a cookie cutter street overridden with chain establishments. As property prices continue to rise in the neighbourhood (in large part probably due to the demand to be near Northcote Rd), merchants on the street increasingly face being priced out of the market and unable to survive the rents. Recent closures are the fishmonger (who now operates out of a portable stand) and Kelly’s Organic Food Store. Since we moved in, we’ve also heard about Hamish Johnston being under threat of closure due to high rents. It’s a terrible vicious cycle. Demand to be near the road and its establishment leads to increased property prices. In turn, increased property prices lead to closures of the very type of establishment people paid to be near. If things continue to progress in this way, in many respects, its farewell we should be bidding from Northcote Rd rather than welcome.

Pic: Fat Face (an unspiring chain clothing store which sits where our fishmonger used to be) - be sure to hiss as you walk by!

Monday 9 July 2007

Quick callout

A quick callout to all those who have sent comments and emails about our blog. We truly appreciate your thanks and thoughts. We hope to keep it interesting for you all! Keep the feedback coming! Cheers!

Sunday 8 July 2007

Up for air

(Aileen)
After several weeks of grey skies and pouring rain, the sun finally came up for air, and it’s timing could not have been any better for it was quite the event filled weekend in and around London. We were quite spoilt for choice. On this weekend alone there were the Wimbledon finals, Stage 1 of the Tour De France (first ever time in the UK), British Grand Prix, the Live Earth concert, plus I’m sure a whole bunch of other events.

On Saturday, we opted to take our newly acquired picnic basket on it’s inaugural event out, plus a dose of Shakespeare in Regent’s Open Air Theatre. We started Saturday morning bright and early with an hour of tennis. From the tennis courts we walked over to Northcote Rd to pick up supplies for the weekend. From there it was back to the flat to pop the wine in the freezer for a quick chill, pack all the picnic goodies, check that tube was up and running, a quick shower, and then we were off.

It was our first visit to Regent’s Park and we were pleasantly surprised. It was quite beautiful in that manicured-English-garden kind of way, with a rose garden, and other little manicured sections throughout. We found a nice little open space of green near the theatre to plunck down and tuck in some cheese, salami, olives and wine.

Fifteen minutes before the show we lazily strolled over to the open air theatre. It was a perfect day for an outdoor show. Not too hot, not too cold. Blue skies and sunshine, but with enough fluffly clouds to offer intermittent respite from the UV rays.

One thing we really appreciate about the UK (and Europe in general) is it’s liberal approach to the consumption of alcohol outdoors. In NYC one can get arrested for consuming alcohol outdoors, which is extremely unfair for a well-behaved majority of people who would appreciate nothing more that to have a sip of refreshing wine in the sunshine. We had 1 bottle of French rose with our picnic. During the show we had our second bottle, a tasty Riesling.

So picture this – an open air theatre surrounded by lush gardens, a bottle of Riesling, a great performance of A Midsummer Night’s dream, sunshine - Aaaahh. Dreamy indeed.

Note: It is worth stating at this point that we were extremely pleased with our picnic bag’s performance. Food stayed fresh, wine stayed cool, all equipment conveniently tucked away in their specialised compartments. Thank you John Lewis.

After the show we headed home for a balcony BBQ (shrimp, squid and pork sausages from our fave butcher Dove), the first jug of Pimms for the year (for me) and some apple cider for Ed. We wiled time away on the balcony eating, drinking and listening to the iPod until the sun went down.

Some pics from the day (L-R): Roses in Regent's Park, Ed with picnic munchies, me, Trusty picnic "basket", Fairies, Ed with jug of Pimms

For complete pics of our day in Regent's park, visit the album by clicking on "England - Regent's Park" on the 2007 Smallzone travel page.

On Sunday we woke up with small alcohol-induced headaches, and much too late for our planned catch-Tour-de-France-at-London-Tower Bridge activity. With the assistance of some Tylenol, a strong cup of coffee and 3 slices each of white toast, I rallied the energy to head out, hope on 2 trains to Tunbridge Wells, a Kent town, and one that happened to be on the Tour de France route. I arrived to find a huge crowd gathered, and 10 minutes to spare before the cyclists came zipping by in a 45-second blur. Ed had wisely stayed in the hood and had a lazy day at Starbucks. We later met up at Le Bouchon (our friendly neighbourhood French brassiere) for a couple pints of beer to watch Federer and Nadal duke it out, before heading back home to enjoy a steak dinner prepared by Ed, accompanied by a Rosso di Montalcino we had picked up in Tuscany. A scrumptious end to the weekend.

Tour de France zipping by Tunbridge Wells:

Thursday 5 July 2007

Miscellaneous affairs

(Aileen)

Where of where did the summer go? It's been raining much too often for July. I heard on the radio on the way in to work that June registered as the wettest June ever. Ho hum. Italy seems like eons ago.

On the good news front, we finally got some movement on our insurance claims (almost 2 mo after the unfortunate event):
1. The contractor imbeciles scheduled carpentry work for Monday. So I worked from home on Monday. So of course they did not come on Monday. Ho hum.
2. They rescheduled for Wednesday. So Ed works from home on Wed. So they arrive around 11 and bring the wrong size doors. Ho hum. Ed's impression is that they were truly imbecilic (and aren’t cheap), and that any good carpenter would probably make a fortune here in the UK (in case anyone’s looking out for career alternatives)
3. Joy of joys - they come back next Tuesday to complete the work. Ed will get to spend more quality time with them. Ho hum.
4. Content insurance provided an update and our claim has been approved. We’re now having to choose between getting replacement items or cash. After some consideration we’re leaning towards cash. Shopping!

After a nice but short escape from reality a.k.a Italy, Ed and I are back to the daily grind. I’ve been down in Worthing all this week (except Monday – see above) working 12 hour days, staying at a hotel with a pepto-bismal pink coloured blanket (would take a pic except I left my camera at home), and eating way too much room service. Ed’s back in Woking grumbling about the suburban Starbucks employees not having a clue how to make a proper cappuccino. We spend a good portion of the day comparing how sleepy and/or hungry we are. We need to plan our next vacation. Something, anything to keep us sane.

Monday 2 July 2007

Savoy Grill with the Eigners

Marc and Jaime were in town over the weekend, so we went out to dinner at Savoy Grill. It was great seeing them. There was much drinking, eating and catching up to be done, as the pics below illustrate (Ed and I spent Sunday recovering on the couch):

(L-R): The Smalls, Messing around with cheese guy; The Eigners, Starter 1, Starter 2, Main 1, Main 2, Main 3, Cheese 1, Cheese 2, Dessert
Not shown: Copious amounts of alcohol


To view complete pics, visit our "Around London" album by clicking on "England- Around London" on the 2007 Travel Zone page on Smallzone.