I love the seasons - when Autumn gets close I start to remember all the hat/boot/glove combo's I can get going on and my end of summer sadness goes.
Then winter arrives and I get all carried away with the festive wonder that is Christmas in London. As long as no one makes me either go ice skating or drive in the snow - then winter as far as I'm concerned is almost as good as summer - with the added bonus of presents, legitimately spending Sunday's without leaving the flat and mulled stuff.
Mulled stuff and I had a lot of action this weekend. Pimms winter was out in force on Friday night and then last night it was pretty much doctors orders.
We'd booked a table at the winter temporary home of Forza -the Italian rooftop pizzeria in bethnal green. Only this time it was an Italian version of fondue, mulled brandy, and a beautiful peanut butter banofee ice cream from Gelupo. Individual hob's were at the centre of the tables and our cheesy concoction was accompanied by ginger pig delicacies ( ham, sausages), seasonal veg ( squash, parsnips, radicchio) and beautiful sourdough. A lovely sensitive singer rounded the evening off.
The cheese is so rich and creamy that apparently you have to accompany it with either wine or hot mulled cider.
When on a rooftop and all that.....
We ate at: Forza ( winter), location revealed on booking.
I became addicted to: pimms winter, Gelupo desserts, fingerless gloves.
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