Our friend picked up a bottle of mustard he's been thinking about since the last time he was there (and had regretted not getting it then) from a little stand that offered all kinds of mustard you could imagine - hot, sweet, smokey, you name it. Though I like mustard on my steaks, I got distracted soon enough. The first thing that called out to me in the vast market was this beauty:
I hadn't been able to put it down once it's caught my eyes. The shopkeeper offered us a sample and I knew it would be coming home with me - the crumbly yet creamy texture with sweet flakes of apple and faint aroma of cinnamon tasted just like an apple pie enveloped in cheddar cheese - the perfect combo of savory and sweet.
We also left with a wedge of white stilton with mango and ginger pieces and another wedge of applewood smoked cheddar, since we were going over to Marcel's place for dinner, wine and a movie (no I wasn't going to share my appledore):
Reluctantly walking away from the cheese stand, we went down stairs to find the caviar shop closing and nothing spectacular at the chocolate shop (which I held high hopes for). But Mish highly recommended the mushroom truffle dip/spread, which could double as a pasta sauce, and I was smitten at first bite:
Of course I had to pick up some treats for Dad, who would love these pates:
I think I would have come away with even more if we were heading straight home - there were quite a few interesting meats I'd love to try, like kangaroo, which looked like lean beef, and emu and bison. And the sweets - the tantalizing pastries were just begging to come home with me... maybe next time - which will hopefully be soon!