What a Weekend!

Just want to catch everyone up on our very fun weekend...I know it's a little delayed, but better late than never...

Charlie's parents were in town, so she, her mom and I headed to the Borough Market to sniff out some stinky cheese and browse at all the foodie delights. That place is amazing and I just love to walk around and browse. You can find pretty much any type of food you may be looking for....from traditional to gourmet and from all different wordly locations-they even had Argentine empanadas. Last time I was at the Market was on a Saturday where the crowd was so thick, you were pressed for mobility. This time, we arrived as soon as they opened and beat the crowd. This is the oldest market in London and is where many top chefs flock for their weekend stock-up. In the middle of the market is an apartment building where Bridget Jones lived while writing her diary!

Saturday was our big West End Theater day! Edgar escorted us ladies to a production of Mamma Mia! The musical was written by the two guys from Abba (Abba is Swedish, Charlie is Swedish=good times!), and they managed to perfectly weave many of their popular songs into the storyline. The whole thing was very funny and was set on an island in Greece, which brought back many happy memories for Edgar and I. The singing, dancing, AND acting were terrific. Sometimes the acting is a bit dodgy with musicals as the cast are usually better at singing and dancing...but what a professional group. At the end, after all the bows and applause, they had the entire Prince of Wales theater on their feet clapping and dancing while they belted out Waterloo and Mamma Mia. Would highly recommend this one if they are passing through your town.

We had lunch on Sunday with with co-workers of Edgar's and their spouses. Georges and his wife Dorothy hosted us in their very cool home, and served up a fabulous lunch of Greek cuisine-Georges is Greek, so it was truly authentic. Their one-year old provided endless entertainment. Georges even sought out Edgar and my's favorite Greek dessert, galaktaputico (I'm sure I totally butchered the spelling of that, but that's how it is pronounced). We slept happy that night.