On the food front, some of the areas' restaurants pitched a tent and presented their favourites. Many of the usual suspects doing the rounds of London's markets were there too - the paella guys, the churros girls, the hog roasts, the sausages, etc. (It's amazing how fried meat can sell.) The Arancini Brothers were there too, and Rice Krispie startled one of them by bounding up and saying: "Hi! You must be Dave!"
Here is some of what we sampled. First up, we have the ever-popular churros y chocolate. This is, I have been assured, the breakfast of champions. Deep-fried dough - crisp and crunchy on the outside, light and fluffy on the inside - with sugar, cinnamon and a pot of molten chocolate to dip into.
Do I hear sleigh bells?
Next, raclette, draped over a strong brew of plump sausages and chunks of potato in a rich red wine stew. It reminded me of the raclette I spotted in Borough Market with Foodie Doctor and Musical Chef Senior. Foodie Doctor took a fabulous shot of the raclette bubbling under the hot grill that time, but I couldn't replicate it, sadly.
I love that pout; c'est si français!
Slicing the grilled raclette
There are more photos, but I might space them out over a few posts. Wouldn't want you guys to realise just how much we packed away that one afternoon...