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Christmas in London

December 30, 2013 Stephanie Christofferson
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Buckingham Palace
Buckingham Palace
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Aphrodite at the British Museum
Aphrodite at the British Museum
A History of Time, British Museum
A History of Time, British Museum
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Bvlgari, British Museum
Bvlgari, British Museum
St. Paul's Cathedral
St. Paul's Cathedral
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The Thames
The Thames
Fish at Borough Market
Fish at Borough Market
Tower Bridge
Tower Bridge
Menagerie at Tower of London
Menagerie at Tower of London
London Eye
London Eye
Houses of Parliament
Houses of Parliament
Westminster Abbey
Westminster Abbey
Winter Wonderland at Hyde Park
Winter Wonderland at Hyde Park
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View From a Ride
View From a Ride
Carousel Bar, Winter Wonderland
Carousel Bar, Winter Wonderland
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Meat Pies, Winter Wonderland
Meat Pies, Winter Wonderland
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I spent my first Christmas away from home exploring a new city. Even as my brother and I have entered our twenties, our parents have stuck to the same Christmas traditions in adamant denial of our slow metamorphosis into "adults." For now, we are still "the kids" in our household, although we have swapped out Christmas light viewing for Cards Against Humanity and a couple bottles of wine. This was the first year I did not go to bed on Christmas Eve with a new book and pajamas from my mom, and wake up to the tree suddenly surrounded by a sea of festively-wrapped gifts set in place by my parents. This was the first year I didn't even have a tree. This was the first year I didn't bake Christmas cookies from our faded and stained 1960's Betty Crocker cookbook. And although I did miss my family, the multitude of new places and experiences in a new city made up for it a little bit.

So instead of one of those long, droning posts about what I did in London and how I felt about it that no one really cares about (besides my mom of course), I came up with a little guide for a short stay in London.

Where to stay: I had heard a lot of good things about the app/website Airbnb, but this trip was the first time I used it myself. We were able to book a private flat in a secure apartment complex that had a full kitchen, which was perfect for a Christmas stay since many restaurants are closed on the 25th. We stayed in Barbican Centre, 2 stops from Kings Cross/St. Pancras, a 10 minute walk to St. Paul's and a 15 minute walk to the Thames. By comparison, a decent hotel in the same area would have cost almost double and we would have been forced to buy all our meals rather than cooking. The ability to cook a Christmas roast and drink wine while watching a SmarTV was wonderful. This area was also pretty central without being too touristy, which we appreciated when it came to public transportation and eating out.

How to get around: Buying an all-day public transportation pass is absolutely crucial in London. It saves you a ton of money if you plan to be sightseeing and moving around all day, plus you have access to buses as well as the Underground. Buying a single journey ticket at peak time is £4.50 and the day pass is £8, so already with a journey that has a return you save one pound. That being said, there is absolutely no better way to see a city than by foot. We walked for a good amount of our sightseeing, and by doing this were able to discover little alleyways, ancient crumbling churches, interesting architecture, charming teashops and restaurants, and countless Christmas Markets. We used public transportation only when our destination was more than 30 minutes away walking or if we were pressed for time or daylight.

What to eat: One of my favorite ways to get to know a new city is through its cuisine. Knowing England has a rather dull reputation for food, I wanted to dispel that notion and enjoy some of it's traditional dishes and food customs. London is an extremely international city, so there really is the widest variety of foods available everywhere. It was actually an effort to find traditional English cuisine, but it can be done. One of the best ways to do this is to find a local market. We actually stumbled upon the Borough Market while we were walking along the South Bank, and it was probably one of my favorite parts of the trip. Lured by the smell of bratwurst, we wandered into an alleyway to find a barrage of tents and stands selling all kinds of foods: pulled pork sandwiches, freshly made Indian food, Chinese noodle bowls, cheese from the English countryside, smoked meats, a huge variety of sausages, different kinds of meat sandwiches - venison, lamb, pork, beef - tea, chocolates, pies and cakes, game patés, mushrooms, vegetables, butchers, fisheries, and trinkets. There were restaurants and local producers and farmers all selling their wares in a crowded underpass, a train thundering overhead every ten minutes. The smells and local flavors were just incredible. Find a market, and you will get the best sense of the local food culture in the city you're visiting. In addition to the market, some of the traditional English foods that must be tried are:

1. Fish & chips, of course. We ate at Fryer's Delight, which is one of the talked-about fish & chips spots, but we had also heard good things about Kennedy's and Master's Super Fish. Although if it smells good, you really can't go wrong.

2. Meat pies. We had a steak and ale meat pie at the Hyde Park Winter Wonderland Christmas Market from M. Manze, a London meat pie shop around since 1902. 

3. Pub food. We used Chowhound to research pubs in our area that had traditional food and a wide selection of ales. Try a few meat dishes for dinner and then start your day with a traditional English breakfast and a Guinness. And some pub know-how we figured out after a few awkward minutes - everything is handled at the bar. Here in Paris ordering at the bar implies you are going to stay standing at the bar, and thus is a lower price. Bringing your drinks to sit down is seen as dishonest, since you are trying to get the standing bar price and then proceeding to sit.

4. Tea and crumpets. English breakfast tea and Earl grey is really better in England. And of course teatime with crumpets and cakes is the perfect fuel in between lunch and dinner on a full day of sight-seeing.

5. Cadbury. True to the hype, this is hands down the best chocolate I've ever had. And it was actually pretty cheap too, compared to the price for decent chocolate in the States.

What to do: There really is so much to do in London that if you are only there for a few days, you have to pick and choose. Advice for the short-trip travelers: pick one museum to really spend time in. Pick one church to pay for entry (Westminster or St. Paul's). The London Eye takes about an hour and is quite expensive, so don't feel like you have to do this unless it is a high priority for you. Make an outline, but not a schedule. I have this compulsive tendency to want to plan out every hour of my days on trips, which only leads to stress when things don't work out as I want them to. This doesn't mean you shouldn't plan at all - although simply going out and exploring aimlessly can often lead to the best adventures. Pick a few things you want to do that day and then let the city guide you. If you see somewhere you want to stop, get off the bus. If you want to change your lunch plans because you want more time at a certain spot, do it. Eliminating a schedule allows you to enjoy moment by moment rather than always worrying about the time and what's coming up next. WALK. You will see so much more of the city walking! It always makes me feel a more intimate connection with a city I've traversed by foot. I love watching the streets and alleys connect and unravel before my eyes, and be able to fill in the blanks from point A to point B. It's like I have an outline of a city with all the monuments and things I want to do on it, and as I walk from place to place I can color in the details to make a more complete picture of it.

My favorites:

- St. Paul's cathedral

- Walking along the Thames on the South Bank from the Millenium Bridge to Tower Bridge. This leads you through the Borough Market (weekdays only), past the Shakespeare Globe Theater, and a bunch of old ships, all while looking at the towering architecture downtown.

- Tower of London. We weren't able to go inside because of the holiday, and it's probably the first thing I will do the next time I visit London. I actually think it's a bit underrated, because all the things we read about London had this fairly low on the list of attractions. But a castle built in 1066 that used to house crazy King Henry the XIII and the Boleyn family, as well as a menagerie of lions? Who wouldn't want to see that?

- The London Eye from across the Thames

- Big Ben, the Houses of Parliament, and Westminster Abbey

- Buckingham Palace. Although I would say the changing of the guards didn't excite me too much, it happens every other day in the winter at 11am, and every day in the summer.

- Trafalgar Square. It was decorated with its huge Christmas tree, an annual gift from Oslo.

- Hyde Park. Specifically, if you visit in the winter, Hyde Park Winter Wonderland is potentially the best amusement park I've ever been to. It was a combination Christmas Market, restaurant/bar area, and theme park. The rides were detailed, impressive, and well-done. It was just an overload of light and laughter and food and drinks and fun. We got a birds' eye view of London in the ride with the swings that spin high above the ground, although that one was a bit terrifying due to the wind and the thin chains holding us up.

- Watch a football game in a pub. It's really an experience. Everyone cheers and sings, a far cry from French bars where football games require grave silence and concentration. And there are different loyalties for different pubs, so make sure you do some research before going to an Arsenal pub wearing a Chelsea jersey. I used Chowhound and good old Google as well as local recommendations for this.

All in all, London is a wonderful city with an incredible wealth of food, architecture, monuments, museums, and things to do. It was the perfect way to spend Christmas away from home.

In Travel, Food Tags London, Christmas, Christmas market, holidays, travel, england, britain, train, big ben, hyde park, hyde park winter wonderland, winter, meat pie, pub, pub food, ale, guinness, fish and chips
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Marché de Noël Avenue des Champs-Elysées

December 16, 2013 Stephanie Christofferson

Spending the holidays away from home is a little sad, but European Christmas more than makes up for it. American Christmas, while wonderful in its own excessive and overwhelming way, starts to feel almost garish after months of jewelry and electronics commercials and pop remixes of holiday songs blasting in packed department stores flashing red and green lights. In comparison European Christmas is much classier, and much more adult-friendly. American Christmas makes everyone feel like a child again, but European Christmas is focused on a more generic demographic. Maybe it's because the holiday season is geared somewhat less towards sales and more towards celebration - or maybe the advertising is just more subtle. In any case, the tradition of Christmas markets is one thing I wish was more popular back home. For the entire month of December, and maybe even earlier, the famous Champs-Elysées is transformed into a sort of holiday bazaar. Stalls selling all kinds of different foods and candies and crafts are sandwiched in next to each other. Vin chaud (hot wine) fills the air with warm cinnamon, and chestnuts really are roasted on open fires. Every once in a while there will be a break in the stalls for an ice skating rink, a children's holiday ride, a merry-go-round, or a Santa Claus character. While I did describe American Christmas as more garish, the Santa attraction at the Champs-Elysées Christmas market is entirely over the top. About seven meters above the ground, a sleigh glides through the sky on very expertly hidden metal wires. Santa (yes, a real actor) sits in the sleigh, shouting greetings down to the children and their families. As the sleigh retreats back behind some trees, it even shoots sparks off the back. This might sound just like American Christmas displays, but I found the entire thing to be somehow more genuine. There were only food and craft vendors, mostly from local restaurants or producers, and nobody trying to get you to sign petitions or take flyers or donate to some charity you know nothing about. There are no billboards or signs or any pressure to buy things, especially useless holiday-themed items. For the most part, the things being sold are actually useful as Christmas gifts or for your own personal use. At the end of the street there is a huge glowing ferris wheel, and as you glide from top to bottom you can look down the entire length of the Christmas market and see the Arc de Triomphe on one side of you, the Eiffel tower off in the distance. We walked from the Louvre through the Tuileries, which are oddly beautiful on a cold dark winter night. The fountains are still and the statues feel naked, as though they shouldn't be seen at night. Finally we emerged into the bustle and lights of the main avenue, just as the Eiffel Tower began to glitter. We walked up and down the market several times, sipping hot wine, buying artisanal cheese and sausages, eating tartiflette (a French potato dish) and shwarma, and looking at all the candles and soaps and hats and Russian dolls for sale. Above us the light displays twinkled white, and around us everyone was bundled up and drinking and eating and laughing. It really is a different experience of "holiday spirit" and I absolutely love it.

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instantanés

November 25, 2013 Stephanie Christofferson

Snapshots of my daily life in Paris. You know that saying about how the little things are what makes you happy, or some such variation of that? I have found it to be particularly relevant lately. From top to bottom: a Bordeaux as a candle holder in my room; the Asniéres-sur-Seine city hall; an impromptu flower market; duck confit searing in the pan; a cage of parakeets found near Notre Dame; baguette with caprese fillings; view from my French classroom window, Rue Poissonnière, 2nd arrondissement; hot chocolate and an almond croissant on a Sunday morning.

In Thoughts Tags croissant, paris, candle, decor, decoration, travel, architecture, sightseeing, hot chocolate, food, flowers, shopping, adventure, duck, foodie, slow food, baguette, caprese, appetizer, photography, snapshots, birds, market, french, france
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ragoût d'agneau

November 20, 2013 Stephanie Christofferson

Exceptional food is just another one of the many reasons Paris is so adored, and this comes not just from a culture centered around cooking and eating, but from a cultural emphasis on quality of ingredients. Markets pop up every day of the week in every neighborhood, everything (even the processed breakfast cereal) proudly proclaims "fabriquée en France," they have some of the strictest regulations on chemical and antibiotic use in produce and meat, and they sell primarily seasonal ingredients. Even the biggest supermarket chains are stocked regularly with what many Americans would consider "exotic" ingredients: foie gras, chicken liver, pig's feet, duck breast, whole rabbit, squab, cow tongue, venison. And of course, lamb. After a day of braving the wind and rain in Paris, this stew warmed me from the inside out. The lamb literally melted off the bone, the broth was perfectly salty and satisfying, and the vegetables burst with flavor. Living cheap as a student on the outskirts of Paris, this was even better - the whole pot cost less than €10, and took less than 20 minutes of actual work in the kitchen.

Lamb Stew

{serves 4}

ingredients

3 tablespoons butter

2 large carrots, cubed

1 large onion, chopped

1 large zucchini, cubed

4 sprigs fresh thyme & 2 bay leaves, bundled

4 cloves garlic, roughly chopped

4 small-medium lamb chops

1 tablespoon flour

3-4 cups beef stock (depending on how much broth you want)

freshly ground black pepper

method

In a large pot, sautée onions, zucchini, carrots, and garlic in butter over medium heat until soft. Add flour and mix well. Add stock, lamb, herb bundle, and pepper. Bring to a boil, then set to simmer on low for at least 2 hours. Before serving, shred the meat off the bones (should melt off easily). 

In Food Tags food, dinner, foodie, stew, soup, lamb, lamb stew, meat stew, cold weather dishes, slow cooking, slow food, paris, cuisine, cuisiner
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sacré-coeur à la seine

November 18, 2013 Stephanie Christofferson

Paris is known best as the city of light, La Ville-Lumière. But more intimately, it is a city of intricate layers and constant motion. Underneath the city snakes a complex web of metro lines, crossing each other and delving beneath the seine and emerging from the ground to skim the surface before tunneling below again. The flow of people ebbs and flows as they push their way in and out of crowded metros, brushing past each other in constant motion in and out of the mouths of metro stations. On the surface, cars and motorcycles and people weave in and out between rows of buildings wedged together like books and stacked like layer cakes. People working and living and eating and sleeping placed carefully on top of each other. And then there are the places that escape the trapped motion of the surface, and allow you to feel the movement of free air, close to the pink wisps of cloud sliding from one horizon to the other, and look down at the crazy expanse of city that glows back at you. You can follow the seine winding through the collage of buildings, each side connected by arched bridges, as pigeons rise from the gutters to the rooftops. Sacre Coeur on the hill of Montmartre is one of my favorite places to escape the surface and look down at it all. Ever since I was fourteen or fifteen, I wanted to visit Montmartre. I read a book about two lovers who painted their wall with a mural of Montmartre in its prime, when Van Gogh, Picasso, Matisse, Renoir, Dalí and a host of other famed 19th century artists gathered at the top of the hill painting scenes from Paris. I listened to La Bohéme and wished that I could visit a Montmartre that no longer exists. For me sometimes the reality of a place does not make so much of a difference – I am so drawn by history and fantasy and romance that Montmartre was destined to be a place I loved, even if it was overrun by tourists and gypsies selling Eiffel tower trinkets and cheap purses. Like the rest of the city, Montmartre is layered, and you have to dig deeper to find the good layers. When I visited in the summer, I wandered the little alleyways and ended up eating a traditional Parisienne dinner of pigeonette and a whipped champagne dessert. This time, we stopped at a street vendor and bought a bag of candy to eat while we climbed the hill. It was a holiday weekend, so Sacre Coeur was packed with French tourists, and we decided to go straight to climb the dome. This is perhaps my absolute favorite thing to do in Paris. The church itself is over 100 years old, which by European standards is quite young, but the dome involves a climb up 300 stone steps in a cramped, dank staircase. When you finally break out into the open air, you are nearly traversing the roof of the Basilica. You climb a bit more onto the very top, and voila - 360 degree panoramic views of the city of Paris. It really does feel like the “sacred heart of Paris” (which is what Sacre Coeur means). Somehow the light is a different color as it reflects off the multifaceted layers of the city. You look as far as you can see and there is Paris, at your feet, at your fingertips, a breath away from you. If you lean forward over the carved stone ledge all you can see is Paris below you, like you are floating above it. After we climbed the dome, we took the metro to Notre Dame. There was a flower and animal market right across the seine from Notre Dame, with cages full of colorful birds, boxes of chinchillas and rabbits, and rows of colorful flowers and garden ornaments. This steadfast market culture is something I love about Paris – no matter how cold it is, the markets go on, and the people flock to them. We wandered through the crooked alleyways in Notre Dame’s shadow and bought a bottle of wine, which we drank with our legs dangling over the edge of the seine as the sun set and turned the water silver. The famed Parisian lights flickered on, saving us from the darkness and letting the city live all night long. After a cheap gyro and some happy hour beers, we descended back underground and let the metro carry us back to the darker edge of the city at the end of ligne 13.

In Travel, Thoughts Tags sacre coeur, montmartre, paris, travel, adventure, the seine, wine, fashion, city, eiffel tower
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