london calling

Well, Peter safely returned from his monthlong sojourn in England! He thoroughly enjoyed Chaucer Camp and learned a lot, so if you are ever in the mood to discuss Chaucer, you know who to call. It’s hard to believe he was gone for a full month, maybe because I wasn’t particularly productive. I didn’t even make it through the chore list he left me (and yes, he left me a chore list).
But anyway, he brought me some goodies, and it’s clear he knows me pretty well. The candy bar above is by Nestle, and apparently the whole “It’s not for girls” marketing campaign has rubbed a lot of people the wrong way. Peter and I, however, thought it was really funny, and poo on you, Nestle, because I ate the WHOLE THING with nary a man in sight! It is a nice, solid milk chocolate bar. Tasty.
And of course how could Peter go to London without visiting the Liberty store for me? He told me I would have crapped my pants, and he’s probably right. He got me two nice pieces of Liberty fabric. He felt the floral was representative of British prints, and he knows I like paisley and orange colors.
He also brought me some tea from Harrod’s, a little tote emblazoned with teacups and saucers (the photo is on my flickr site if you are curious), and some fun wrapping paper, some of which I cannot really display, as it has inappropriate language on it (some of you probably don’t know this, but I have a great fondness for cuss words). He also brought this instructional and authentic (it has grease smears on it) guide to pasties:

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11 Responses to london calling

  1. shit. i didn’t know you were in to cuss words.
    damn. there is Pocky in Japan, the dark chocolate kind and it is Men’s pocky. which makes me kind-of angry because dark chocolate is my favorite. what’s up with sexist chocolate???
    every once in a while I cuss on my blog… but I bet my mom doesn’t like it. kuso.

  2. Kay says:

    I love that he said you would have crapped your pants at Liberty. The meeting of true minds and all that.
    I will go see if there are any cuss words on Flickr.
    xo Kay

  3. sil says:

    Dude, those are great gifts for you! Clearly you’re not newlyweds…

  4. gaile says:

    you’re fond of cuss words, we’ll get along just fine in person. I adore that pasty cheat sheet! Curried parsnip!?!?! oh man, if only I could eat pastry.

  5. Lisa says:

    Peter’s a great shopper! I’m very impressed!

  6. Annhb says:

    I see you’ve trained him well – love the fabrics!

  7. Kitty says:

    I like the raisin and biscuit Yorkie the best and take great pleasure in eating that chocolate, even though they are supposedly “not for girls”. By the strangest of coincidences I have that exact same paisley fabric in my stash after buying a remnant a few years back. How I wish I could train my husband to shop like that….

  8. you man did a good job with picking fabric! that’s really amazing. 😉
    are you still in your panty kick? i saw a free pattern at . It’s called Cheeky Panties… (^_^)v

  9. Jennifer says:

    Hahaha – love the comment about the chore list. I think you should just put in on the refrigerator and add a few more things to it at the bottom of the list like a) split an atom; b) eliminate hunger; c) cure AIDS; d) establish world peace, etc.

  10. sue says:

    you might need a cuss-o-meter for your blog; seriously, when do you ever cuss? in the car?

  11. Emily says:

    I LOVE the pasty thing. I grew up eating them in the UP of Michigan, which is one of the few places you can get them in the US. The reason they exist there is because of the copper and iron mining industry there (Cornish = miners, also heavy Finnish population) I grew up eating them with ketchup, but some people eat them with gravy (yuck!) Some people think they are pastry, or even better, pasties…those stick on things for your front porch, HA! They are super delicious, maybe I should make some…..

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