Cider Love

I must say, I am extremely fortunate to work with a great team of people who appreciate, and are well-versed in good food and good drink. I am even more fortunate to work a stone's throw away (well, a mighty generous throw) from Borough Market, the vibrant and bustling food market located at London Bridge that has sold a variety of fruit, vegetables, baked goods and meat since as far back as 1755, making it London's oldest fruit & veg market. Each Friday around noon, we head down to the market, where we split up and follow our stomachs before meeting up at our favourite cider stall for a cheeky pint. I am usually the last to rejoin the group, as the vast number of stalls offer an endless range of hot or cold meals, leaving me overwhelmed by choice. I stare at fellow market-goers for inspiration who clutch their prized selections in their hands as they push their way through the crowds, and as I weave my way through the stalls I am forever getting wafts of teasingly good smells which renders me indecisive. I have a certain weakness for confit duck, and despite my efforts to try something new each time I visit, I spot the stall selling duck confit rolls, I succumb, and with ginormous roll in hand, I join my fellow colleages at the the cider stall.