We had matinee tickets to see Tom Stoppard’s Arcadia at the Duke of York Theater in the west end. It was a muggy, overcast day and we ducked inside to watch one of the cleverest most intelligent plays. I seriously felt smarter walking out of there. And Stoppard’s son played Valentine, a hilarious, socially-awkward physicist with such fantastic lines. Too fun.
Afterwards we walked back toward the hotel to Med Kitchen on a busy intersection off Charing Cross. Sitting outside in the heat, basking in the buzz of the city, I ordered a Pimm’s Cup to pay some kind of homage. It was delicious! Filled with chopped fruit, lemon, lime and a ginger-ish, allspice flavor. We also rounded out our table with a Greek meze platter of taramosalata, hummus, tzatziki and a potato spread with herbs that was interesting. I hadn’t had taramosalata in ages and it was such a treat. Salty, fishy and creamy, I can’t think of a better spread for some toasted pita. Save for perhaps tzatziki, though this watery version wasn’t nearly as representative of the thick and garlicky Greek version. We were glad to have spotted Med Kitchen, it was a chill spot for afternoon cocktails and appies.
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