Continued from my last set of food diary pictures, a week ago.

#gallery-2 { margin: auto; } #gallery-2 .gallery-item { float: left; margin-top: 10px; text-align: center; width: 25%; } #gallery-2 img { border: 2px solid #cfcfcf; } #gallery-2 .gallery-caption { margin-left: 0; } They’re like Cheetos… but not! I couldn’t tell the difference between French butter and the kind I’m used to, but these were definitely tasty.

Another quality lunch from our dear Moonlight Cafe. Dependably questionable, that place was. This is supposed a steak pie, if you were wondering. Yes, I ordered it mostly out of curiosity and to see what I would get.

I might be guilty of buying an entire package of fried chicken just so I could have the four drumsticks.

Some lovely blackberry vinegar that Jam brought back from a food festival.

“Crayfish are known by a few different names – crawfish and crawdads are just two. All we know is this small, succulent freshwater crustacean tastes fantastic balanced with fresh peppery rocket and creamy lemon mayo.”

The girls ordered pizza by the meter. It was indeed a large pizza.

During my layover in Sweden, I decided the best way to say “welcome back to the Nordic countries” was with a bit of lax.

Okay, I lied — there’s one sweet thing in this set. Who doesn’t love a good carrot cake? This came from _Street Food_, Top Chef Masters winner Marcus-Samuelsson’s chain, btw. Couldn’t just walk past!

Pheasant and pâté — two great tastes that taste great together!

Also, really pretty presentation.

There was an entire shelf full of different varieties and flavors of hummus. Nom.

This reminds me — really must buy some chickpeas and start making my own blends.

“Scottish Shellfish select only the finest quality mussels, exclusively rope-grown in the clear, pure waters around Scotland’s beautiful coastline and islands. Our grit-free mussels come direct from the grower and are renowned for their succulent flavour…” Everything’s better in Scotland, apparently.

Didn’t have time to go to the farmers’ market and pick up fresh shellfish due to my extended work hours, but these pre-cooked mussels in garlic butter were pretty darn good.

Croissants that were prepared in France, then shipped over and baked in the UK. It’s still trippy sometimes to think about how close together the countries are over here.