Buckingham Palace Day

I didn’t sleep well – coffee late in the day is my theory. However, we got up to a glorious day and decided to start it right by heading to Ottolenghi.

We had our favorites, reveled in the fact that we are lucky enough to have favorites here, and hoofed it to the Marleybone Farmers Market.

It was torture to only buy strawberries. A feast for the senses. Maybe sometime I will want to cook when I’m here. It’s always so compelling to eat out at some of the finest restaurants anywhere that I have never used the stove here.

We took a nice walk down to Oxford Street and passed some of our favorite pubs.

We took the Tube to Belgravia to meet Paul and Abi at Peggy Porchen’s for tea.

An Instagramsble kind of place serving a traditional High Tea.

We headed back to the flat with a bag of leftovers and relaxed for a bit before heading to Buckingham Palace.

We toured (no pictures allowed) and then walked to dinner by way of circling the Palace. It has huge grounds. We ended at a traditional locals pub on Petty France Lane (I just like saying it) called the Buckingham Arms. We had traditional food on a table that has been there for a hundred years for sure, drinking bitters in front of a photo of Price Charles pulling a pint. The women’s football championship was on TV and the rowdy crowd was into it. It all felt very real and not at all touristy. We loved it.

We decided to walk off the meal and took a route that led us back by Buckingham Palace again. It felt like the whole day was spent in and around the Palace grounds. We did find some cool things on our walk.

Another McLaren, wash buckets of gorgeous flowers, and a giant picnic basket – what more could we ask for?

21,000 steps (mostly around and inside Buckingham Palace), three great meals and time spent with the family. a great Sunday under our belt.

Hampton Court Palace, here we come.