Hasta luego London

A flash farewell to London left me time only for a sprint to the Tate, where the trees are quite shockingly beautiful,

and Peter Doig’s show was in its best points big and beautiful, particularly, for me, the landscapes and snows that drew on his years in Canada.

A nice box of crayfish salad on a pretty tasty lump of lentils from the Tate’s cafeteria gave me the strength to press on.

And a last lovely lunch on Tuesday at La Trompette gave us goujons of lemon sole with a gorgeous tartare sauce

and seared loin of tuna with green bean and caper vinaigrette, tapenade, sauce vierge and quail’s eggs in darling little panko jackets

followed by red mullet with shrimp and herb risotto, grilled fennel and bok choy

and glazed shoulder of lamb with chickpeas, aubergine and cumin, pine nuts and panisses

finishing with iced yuzu parfait with mango sorbet and passion fruit,

and (super-yum!!) crème brûlée with rhubarb and ginger compote and warm pistachio madeleines.

Then it was time to take to the skies, waving goodbye to the O2

and hello to Baffin Island. Not quite as cold in Victoria, but not all that warm either, so I haven’t missed spring here.

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