The Indulgent Life

Darling Lara,

So by now you probably fear, due to my ridiculous newfound love for UK sandwiches, that I have turned into a crispy panini--do not fear, I probably still have another couple weeks as a human. I had planned to stick to a low-carb, low-dairy, low-sugar diet in London so I wouldn't look as if I had eaten the entire British embassy, but I've discovered a new angelic loophole in the system: moderation. I eat small portions (something I'm learning how to do every day, it's not easy) by splitting with friends, so I can nibble a bit of whatever I want and not feel (too) guilty about it.

Today was no exception. After class, a handful of friends and I headed over to the high-end, and massive, Harrod's of London. It's unreal: name brand stores, restaurants, a PET STORE, and markets of food all make up this new place I call heaven. My friend Cassandra is excessively into anything resembling ice cream, so when we stumbled upon a gelato store, we all had to stop. Caitlin, Meghan, and I all split a brownie sundae with chocolate, vanilla, and caramel gelato. Honestly, I think tears came to our eyes when we took our first bites--it was probably the best dessert I've had yet.

Waiting patiently after ordering our dessert 

WHOOP THERE IT IS

After walking around Harrod's for a significant amount of time and deciding that it was entirely too overwhelming to purchase anything but more food, we decided we needed an actual lunch. We left the massive store and continued down the street until we found a cute French restaurant (we're going to Paris soon, so this was a great way to warm up our Parisian palates). I wasn't too hungry, but still managed to devour the best sandwich I've had in London yet, no exaggeration. Wish me luck on this moderation conquest--with all the wine, cheese, chocolate, and baguettes in my future, I'm going to need it!

The sandwich consisted of chicken, warm goat cheese (I am infatuated with goat cheese), tomatoes, lettuce, mushrooms, sauteed zucchini, and avocado. I want to re-eat it.

Love you,
Kim