Latto in London

Last week, my friend Lauren came to visit for a few days. Her lucky little butt has been traveling through Europe for a month, like a cute little vagabond, stopping to see a number of friends along the way. Her study abroad program in Argentina does start until the middle of February, so she's had some time to kill. 

She killed some of that time with me last week. When she arrived, I made fun of her for a good while about this truly stunning brown plastic irridescent bag with faux snakeskin trim that she was carrying. Her bag got slashed by gypsies when she was in Prague, and she was thus required to buy a new one. (Let me explain the slashing bit. In Europe, pickpockets sometimes use razor blades to slash open the sides of bags and purses in order to more easily steal your valuables. Lauren's wallet was stolen.) I guess this was the first replacement bag she could find. Isn't it stunning?

 

We went to dinner at this restaurant that I'm now obsessed with. It was recommended to me in Claremont by Sarah Erickson, one of the women who was working as an Admission Officer in the Office of Admission at Scripps. It's called Wagamama. It's a Japanese noodle restaurant, and it's incredibly delicious. 

On Wednesday, we went to Kensington and walked around. I finally went to Harrods which is one of the weirdest places I have ever been to. In one room you have $10,000 handbags, in the next you have a butcher and a dim sum place. What is that? 

After touring strangeville, went took a stroll through Hyde Park, which is now one of my favorite places in all the world. I saw a very cute dog that made me miss my cat. Strange, but true.

Finally, we went to tea at the Dorchester. Oh, it was delicious. We started with Rose champagne and moved onto tea sandwiches, followed by scones and little tea cakes and the Dorchester blend for tea. The service was wonderful, the dining room was incredibly comfortable. My kind of place. 

Don't ask about the bill, please.