Stalking Nigella
I will admit that I am mildly obsessed with the supermarket Waitrose. It's just a nice place, and always has very fresh things, and is small enough to navigate around and not feel like you're in the middle of a Wal-Mart superstore. Johnny Harber also tells me it's a good place to pick up men (how he would know this, I dare not ask...).I will also admit that I am mildy obsessed with Nigella Lawson. I love watching her cooking programme, especially when she gets up in the middle of the night to raid the fridge for leftovers. I love it that she seems like a 'real' person and doesn't talk down to her viewers. I also love it that she keeps Reese's Peanut Butter cups in the freezer from when she went on holiday to the US. I recently bought another of her cookbooks and was anxious to try a few recipes last weekend.
I will also admit that I sometimes have a great deal of freetime on my hands on the weekends. This is not meant as a moan, it's just a fact. So when I stumbled across an article in Tatler magazine ('Britain's most stylish and indispensable society guide', apparently) that happened to mention that Nigella shops at the Waitrose in Belgrave Square, Knightsbridge, I said to myself 'Why go to my local Waitrose?' I'm not sure if I was actually expecting to see Nigella, but I didn't think it could hurt if I happened to bump into her...maybe I could ask her for some cooking tips.
Well, I decided to make a day of it, heading over to Knightsbridge and stopping off at Harrods102 for some lunch. Harrods102 is technically a 'convenience store' but it's no Diamond Shamrock, that's for sure. Right across the street from the famous department store, it's essentially a smaller version of their incredible food halls, without having to navigate through the throngs of tourists and wealthy shoppers. And their bathrooms are top-notch! I sat down and had a little sushi, and couldn't resist treating myself to a Krispy Kreme donut - yes, they sell Krispy Kremes at Harrods! It tasted like heaven and was worth every single one of the 3-billion fat grams that were in it.
Then I headed over to the Waitrose, which, it turned out, wasn't that much different from the Waitrose down the street from me, but was in a much more fashionable postcode, and therefore made the people-watching much more interesting. I didn't see Nigella, but I had a fun afternoon, and the meal of slow-roasted garlic & lemon chicken, fresh asparagus and hassleback potatoes was fantastic.
posted by Eleanor @ 2:55 pm
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