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#788: Close to the Bone at the Old Operating Theatre Museum

Skeletal hands down, the Old Operating Theatre Museum & Herb Garret is my new favourite small museum in London. To enter, pull yourself along the worn rope that snakes up the steep, creaking spiral staircase to find a church attic where Victorian medical students learned how to perform amputations, a hidden space rediscovered only 58 years ago. Despite all of medical technology’s advancements, assurances of only a few seconds of pain and the promise of unicorn …

#914: Dine on the 40th floor at Duck & Waffle

Dining at Duck & Waffle is an absolute treat, and neither the food nor the views disappoint. Don’t leave without getting the dish that gave the restaurant the name. My favourite London restaurant isn’t hidden away down a cobbled mews or in some obscure neighbourhood. Opened in 2012, it’s no longer a newcomer on London’s always changing restaurant scene. In fact, if you look up, it’s one of the most obvious restaurants around, …

#840: Signs of Life at Columbia Road Flower Market

I’ve never been to South America, but you could say that my writing career started in the Amazon. I can’t remember the specific assignment from my fifth grade teacher now, but apparently my beguiling tales of canoeing down that mighty, piranha-filled river (that I’ve never visited) looking for a cure to malaria were indication that I was destined for a future in journalism, or at least a lifetime of staring at empty …

Pig Out in the Newman Arms Pie Room in Fitzrovia

Update: The Newman Arms Pie Room has closed and re-opened since I’ve been there, so things have likely changed. London Thing 3 of 1000: Eat in the pie room at the Newman Arms. My name is Lauren, and I’m a pie-a-holic.  But this hasn’t always been a problem, you see. I’ve discovered that I have some kind of genetic mutation where my constantly grumbling stomach is a long-lost relic of the …

#195: All the World’s a Stage at Shakespeare’s Globe

It’s called Shakespeare’s Globe, but it’s not Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre. The Globe Theatre of Shakespeare’s day is long gone, burnt to the ground during a performance of Henry VIII more than 400 years ago in 1613. A cannon fired from the stage lit the matchstick-like thatch roof on fire. Although the theatre was quickly rebuilt the next year on the old foundations, Puritans in Parliament shut the theatre down and demolished …

#827: London’s Best Fish & Chips

In London, you’re never more than a 5-minute walk from a chippy. These humble British institutions dot our streets to save whole neighbourhoods from any potential deep fried emergencies. Our local chippy even doubles as a Chinese takeaway (oddly versatile, these places). While deep fried potato sticks from the chippy will do for pie night at home, they aren’t really places you’d want to go to for proper fish and chips. In …

#550: Finding My Roots at Wimbledon Common Windmill

Climb to the top of the Wimbledon Common Windmill to get a taste of the countryside in this wooded green not far from the heart of London. It’s been 663 days since I’ve set foot in Kansas, and most days, I’m not counting. But when I need a little dose of prairie, London can sometimes fix me up. For all of the city’s hustle and bustle, London has these pockets and patches …

London’s cutest event: 2014 Oxford & Cambridge Goat Race at Spitalfields City Farm

The Goat Race at Spitalfields City Farm near Brick Lane has to be London’s most anticipated annual animal event. Tickets sell out almost instantly for punters to place their bets on who will take the racing crown: Oxford or Cambridge? They’ve been training for months, all in anticipation for today. Maybe they’ve never stopped training, not since the big race last year. Who knows how many pounds of food they’ve …

Get old-school pie and mash at L Manze

Since I moved to the UK nearly three years ago (!), I’ve passed through so many phases of obsession with British food. First it was curry and mango chutney and then it was scones and afternoon tea. (The romance with that one died quite quickly — the scene’s much less romantic when it’s just you at home wiping spilled clotted cream off your PJ bottoms.) And for quite a while …

#571: The Eye of the Beholder

I don’t get modern art. It’s not that I despise it or think that I could create something better, and I most definitely wouldn’t let my children crawl over it. But if the point of multi-million pound installations is to make you pause for a second and say, “Hmm…”, then I suppose modern art has accomplished its job for me. Maybe that’s all the getting there is to be got. …