Posts Tagged ‘Christmas Markets’

Manchestah visit-

January 11, 2012

In November I made a really random trip to Manchester to pick up some of my left over possessions as well as to visit with friends. I must admit I miss the delicious cafes. Manchester has great cupcakes and cafes. Ohhhhh yes.

Scott is a part of what I like to call my “holy trinity of friendship”- one of my favourite people on this planet. And this is Beau his roommates Rosie and Danni’s puppy. He is the most beautiful dog.

So cute!

The veggie cafe by the university has the most delicious bakewells… good grief.. nom nom

Some absolute knobhead splashed me as I was walking down Oxford road. We are never going to be friends. He is in the douche nozzle pile immediately.

I have to admit as beautiful as Edinburgh was at Christmastime… Manchester has superior markets. I do think so- the only exception being the Orkney burger stall which was the most delicious. Hoo-ray for Orkney.

Adam and I went out for dinner in the evening and chatted while sharing a delicious venison Christmas dinner type thing at the Banyan. I had my first mulled wine of the year as well… actually the only one to date.

I was also able to stop by Pat Val and say hello- While I have a strange relationship with Manchester I definitely miss the lovely folk that I’ve met there.

But I do believe that the move to Scotland was the right thing to do. Oh yes- but more on that later.



December re-cap continued…

March 15, 2011

I’ve been horrible- I keep neglecting updates and then I have a stash of about 100 photos that I’d like to post. So now we’re going all the way back to December.

You’ll be happy to know that I have about 4 posts ready to go for this week- then hopefully I’ll stay on track and post a little more regularly. Not to mention I’m hoping to update the website in general over the next month or so. *insert Clone High makeover song here*

Here we go-

I discovered early on that one of the restaurants below our building makes fancy -above standard- hot chocolate.

These are some photos of the last snowfall we had right around Christmas.

Necessary snow angel.

There’s this pub called “The Ox” close to the canal and it was rumoured to have some delicious food. So Adam and I decided to check it out. I was quite pleased to be seated right beside this cozy fire.

The menu-

We didn’t join them on New Years…

Dessert! nom nom nom

I was quite impressed with these icicles that I saw every morning on the way to work- of course someone kicked and broke ’em at some point :(

Winter Carnival- at Picadilly

Adam’s family got us way too many presents- I felt like a kid lookin’ at that pile

The turkey dinner that we whipped up on Christmas Day- ’twas delicious nom nom nom

Due to a pretty swift temperature change there was loads of mist over the canal- made for some neat photos-

Annnd of course the wishbone- I won and got to make the wish which did come true.

And there we have it- That was the rest of December in photos.


Christmas is coming!

December 21, 2010

Leading up to winter I started to get a little nervous about how things were going to go in England.

I moved to London on December 28th of last year so surely I should’ve  had some kind of idea on how much snow to expect- there should be no concerns.

But I kept having conversations that went like this:

“Oh god last year we had SO MUCH SNOW! It was crazy!””

Me- “How much!?”

“Like a couple feet!”

These conversations got me a little bummed out. Winter is the best you see, and mounds of snow make it better. God I love winter.

But lucky for me it did snow- in November no less, and just recently we got more. Unless we get a crazy heat wave I’m lookin’ at a White Christmas.

Sadly this year will be my first away from my family. I know that at 26 being able to say that is very lucky- but I’m pretty bummed out. Adam’s awesome and his family is too… but- Christmas has the whole tradition element. Exchanging gifts with your sister before Christmas mass and staying up until the wee hours of the morning eating cheese and crackers with Bob and Judy while telling silly stories and prodding dad to wake up so you can open presents when mum gets home from midnight mass- type traditions. Christmas will surely be wonderful and different this year… but I can’t help but mourn a little for the Christmas that I’ve always had, the one that I long to have, want to have, with my family.


My parents saw this coming so they gave me some Santa funds so I wouldn’t wake up with an empty stocking. With this, I purchased my very first digital camera.

And the first photo was this one:

Followed by this one the following day, necessary narcissism.

Then I took one of Adam through the bookcase.

Manchester is a very interesting city- I wish I had a little more time to do some research actually- it was the first industrial city. There’s a bunch of tunnels underneath different areas and they do tours every so often and tell you some of the history behind them. Recently they opened a new section underneath St. Anne’s Square so Adam got us some tickets.

Here he is waiting outside-

On our way down with the tour guide-


If I were cooler- here I would tell you loads of stories that we heard and you’d potentially ooo and aaahh- but I feel like I’d get the dates wrong- and the names for that matter.  It just really wouldn’t be as cool. But it did involve dead opera singers and broken hearts.

Afterwards, we decided to have our first bratwurst and mulled wine of the season at the Christmas markets before heading out for a drink with our friends and… ‘apartment building mates’ (though friends before) Rich and Cat.

I must tell you that Toronto is missing out by not having Christmas markets. This is something I’ve never experienced before- but I wish they had them everywhere! But more about that later-

Rich managed to hit his funny bone on the table- face of pain

And we all learned that Adam can’t make a fish face.

Just being dapper.

Then we went home and set up our Christmas tree and decorated it with Vimto coloured baubles.

Now Christmas Markets- all of these fantastic little wooden huts start to appear mid November all over the city center. People come from Italy, Germany, France and surely other places to sell their wares. AMAZING cheese! Sausages and salami! Pastries! It’s so delicious! Of course there’s people selling jewelry and whatnot too… but I’m in it for the food!

There were some really nice soaps from Marseilles and different flavours of mulled wines from Germany- or should I say gluhwein… sooo good!

These are the markets at night time-

This is just the Beetham Tower which I pass on my walk home every night-

And the canal…

I finally had a full day off so Adam and I decided to walk through the Christmas markets for most of the day- enjoying things like this dessert cannoli:

Nutcrackers are the best-

Silly winter hats must always be worn when found

Town Hall-

These are pork sandwiches with stuffing and apple sauce. OM NOM NOM

Bit of an inside joke here- but I may have been looking for Lester’s British relatives-

This moose sings Wham and other Christmas tunes.

And there we have it- Christmas in Manchester-