Tuesday, November 02, 2004

Kedgeree ----> Bagels

First morning back in the US. I feel scared. I invariably experience a post-European depression. But I am going back in December, and I will stave it off by focusing on this.

I don't know if I got London. In fact, I'm sure I didn't. I was only there for five days and with Shani I only experienced Notting Hill and the West End. I was very sad to see they have such BIG litter there. Not just cigarette butts and bits of paper, but entire crisp bags and quarts of milk lying on the sidewalks. Not what I imagined. I really thought the English were more civilized. And they behave hideously on the tube. In Budapest, when the train pulls up, everyone forms two small queues to either side of the doors, and they wait until each person has gotten off before trying to enter. On the tube in London, you have to literally fight your way against an oncoming tide of people just to get off. Dear Londoners, I can tell you this is less efficient-- that it actually takes more time to behave in this fend-for-yourself manner.

But it's possible that I just don't get it. Maybe it's somehow invigorating to behave in this way, to have to constantly assert one's self. But I hold Courtesy in such high esteem that it's difficult for me to appreciate this. But I did have an amazing time. Shani and I spent the better part of Sunday in a proper English pub called The Cow. I ate kedgeree (rice, smoked fish, turmeric) and drank Guinness. We met three lovely boys who were sitting next to us. The loveliest was one Lewis of the Red Rosebud Mouth and the Pink Fuzzy Sweater. Lewis Lewis hope you sobered up in time for your driving lesson. Thank you for tea and earnest kisses in the street and in the garden.

oh! My mom just walked in the door with a bag full of fresh fragrant bagels and my favorite double-whipped cream cheese!!! Hello, America!


At 2:49 PM, Blogger Kikee Love said...

Welcome "home".
Can't wait to see you.


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