I love eating out almost as much as I love cooking. And living in London as I do, I'm lucky enough to have an amazing array of restaurants within easy reach offering me all types of food.
And it's not just dining in fine establishments - which to be honest I hardly ever do - which I enjoy. I love cafes, pub food, pizza chains and so on. It's partly the social element - since my eating out in London is always with friends or family - but also the enjoyment of having someone cook (and perhaps more importantly wash up and tidy away!) for me.
Thinking back over the posts I have written I realise there have been very references to eating out. Shakespeare's comic creation Falstaff, whom I wrote about here, eats and drinks regularly at the Boar's Head Tavern in Eastcheap and, although I did not blog about it, in Pride and Prejudice Jane and Elizabeth Bennet break a journey from London to Hertfordshire at an inn and dine at 'a table set out with such cold meat as an inn larder usually affords'.