Who Cooks It Better? UK vs USA

You know that segment in trashy celebrity magazines called Who Wore It Better? There are side-by-side pictures of two different celebrities wearing the same outfit with a percentage of votes preferring one over another.

There should be something similar called Who Cooked It Better, although there wouldn’t be anything interesting to report since America would win 100% of the time.

Here’s one reason I couldn’t move to London: I wasn’t impressed by any of the meals I ate. I wish I could say differently, but truthfully, the food wasn’t phenomenal and for the price, it lacked value. Alas, I am a very very spoiled California gal.

Check out some of the London lowlights with my alternative for a better meal in San Francisco.

Tea at Bea’s of Bloomsbury at St. Paul’s. Better bet: Dartealing in SF with cucumber sandwiches that are light, yet scrumptious. Very disappointed with the rock-hard sandwiches seen below at Bea’s.

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Polpo in Soho. While this was one of the better meals we ate, I still prefer A16 in SF which is similar, but way better.

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Racine in Knightsbridge. They get one star for having foie gras on the menu. But look at this horrible presentation! They also scowled when Dean asked for crostinis. Hmmm, I don’t know any restaurant that serves foie gras completely on its own. So many French places to choose from in SF, but I’ll go with Fringale in SOMA.

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We ate at the much-heralded Pizza East in Shoreditch on our last night. I’d lost my appetite with my sickness so didn’t have any pizza, but the meatballs were divine. Nevertheless, Zero Zero in SF is still the best.

Fashion Friday: NYE

I’ll get back on schedule with all my posts when I return to the States, but for now, here’s a pic of the three stooges all dolled up and dapper for NYE in London. I’m wearing the one thing I bought during our trip (a dress, of course), but you cannot see it since I’m covered up in a big black sweater. We are having drinks at Rules which is the oldest restaurant in London.

Contrasting Museums: Tate vs V&A

While I’m no art history major, I have never formally studied art, nor can I draw a respectable circle or square, I still nevertheless know art. I love art. I have a passion for art. I make note of gallery openings and new exhibits in my calendar, then I find the time to visit. I’m always inspired by what I see.

More than any other tourist attraction, I was most looking forward to the Tate Modern. What a huge disappointment! The curator should be shot. It’s like the curator vomited art into the building, leaving the visitors nauseous from the experience and wanting to leave as quickly as possible. I hated it. There was no rhyme or reason to what was inside. No themes, no curation. Completely random works of art thrown together. It was so bad that often times I could not tell which description went with which work of art. That’s how confusing it was.

A colleague who lives in London gave me a list of all her favorite sites. She specifically mentioned that a lot of people go to the Tate, but she personally wasn’t a fan of modern art. I’m pretty sure that it’s not modern art that she dislikes. The Tate Modern is such a poorly-organized, horribly-curated museum that people who visit think they don’t like modern art! So sad. Whoever is in charge of the Tate needs to do some reconnaissance at the MOMA in NYC or SF. Until then, strike the Tate off your list of sites to see in London. You’ll thank me for saving you from wasting an hour of your life.

That wasted hour could have been better spent at the Victoria & Albert Museum which was AMAZING!

Don’t Speak

Whelp, here I am in London sick as a dog. Completely congested, lost my voice. I’ve loaded up on Sudafed and persevered as much as possible to still be able to see the sights. I could definitely see myself living here; London is a big beautiful city with a ton of stuff to do. Doesn’t hurt that everyone speaks English either!

Our first night here, we watched Agatha Christie’s Mousetrap which is the longest running play in the world. I fell asleep through most of it.

Then a full day on Friday running around town with Dean’s cousin and wife. St. Paul’s Cathedral was the highlight for me, can’t beat that view after climbing a gazillion steps. This is where Prince Charles and Princess Diana got married and where the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee took place.

Money Monday: Hotels

We are off to England for Christmas and New Year’s. Very very exciting! Dean’s family is in Liverpool so we will spend 5 days with family for the holidays including Boxing Day which I have never celebrated before. Then we’ll be in London for 5 days through New Year’s Day.

I went cray-cray looking for discounted air fare, settling on $1265 x 2 for an outbound flight SFO – Dulles – Manchester and a direct homebound flight from Heathrow to SFO. I feel I failed miserably on booking flights as those fares are unbelievably pricey.

To soothe my inner frugality, I scored on our hotels. I believe Booking.com is the way to go. Across the board, they had super discounted rates. $350 for 5 nights at a centrally-located hotel in Liverpoool. And, wait for it, $960 for 5 nights at a West End hotel in London. Woot-woot! Both reservations have free cancellation so I have the next couple months to find even better deals.

Olympics

Who isn’t addicted to the Olympics? It’s the only time in my life when I actively watch TV. It’s the first thing I run to when I get home from work. At work, I’m refreshing the BBC, WSJ, and NYTimes because the tech gods blocked NBC! Uber-annoying.

We were supposed to do trivia tonight, but I cancelled. Gotta get my Olympics fix, especially since we missed watching all of the opening ceremonies because we went out for drinks on Friday. Should’ve skipped drinks. The Olympics only happen every 2 years—yes, I’m talking about both summer and winter.

I have to voice my opinion on Jordyn Weiber failing to make it to the all-around finals. She came in third and the famed gymnastics coach Bela Karolyi said the top athletes regardless of country should make it to the all-arounds. What an idiot. If we made that a rule across all the sports, then ping pong would be dominated by China. Can you imagine watching the Olympic games, a global sporting event, where every contender (say for ping pong) came from one country? Ridiculous. Besides, Weiber almost fell off the balance beam. Her teammate Aly Raisman deserved to be in the top spot, and Gabby Douglas #2.