This month my husband and I celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary (woo hoo!!). So, to mark this amazing milestone, we decided to take a trip down to London to see the sights, go to a show and eat good food.
After a quick detour to drop the kids off with their grandparents we rolled into the Capital late on Friday night. Unbeknown to me, Mr C had cheekily emailed ahead to inform the hotel of our anniversary and asked for an upgrade. Imagine my surprise when instead of being shown to a room in the hotel, we were lead to the town house next door and handed the keys! Gotta love an upgrade.
It was getting late and by now we were getting hungry. Since we were staying in the heart of Soho we were spoilt for choice with the variety of eateries we could choose, but inspired by this blog post (and this one too), we opted for Five Guys.
Admittedly, we did feel a little silly queuing outside (in the rain, no less) for a burger, but the queue moved quickly and we figured all those people inside couldn’t be wrong, right? The queue moved quickly and it wasn’t long before we grabbed our bounty and headed back to the townhouse (have I mentioned our upgrade…? ha!).
Let’s face it, in the centre of our nation’s capital what we ordered did cost more than your average takeaway, but was it worth it? Well, the Cajun fries were a maz ing and Mr C was most insistent that his burger was amongst the best he’d ever tasted. However, I wasn’t overly enamoured by the burger. Not to be deterred, we did pop in again on our way home to Yorkshire. This time I had a hotdog and I have to say it was delicious. I can’t post any pics of how good it looked because I ate it too quickly and any pics of me eating it were too mustard drippy, lipstick smudgy and finger licky.
And no one needs to see that.
Suffice to say, it tasted guuud.
Anyway, contrary to popular belief, we didn’t spend our weekend eating burgers. There was shopping to do and plays to see. But I’ll talk about that in my next post.
Bye for now,