Park Porker

First day in London and K and I wandered around the lovely Regent's Park (where spring has definitely sprung!) as our hotel was readied. We stopped by this adorable little sausage hut, lured by the promise of happy pork. In NYC (and elsewhere in the US), K and I try to maintain a pescatarian diet (except when we can order humane meat), a (perhaps misguided) attempt to use the power of the pursestrings to push agribusiness to reform while also supporting the good guys who use humane practices. All that said, we don't know the politics of meat in London or Paris (though the former, as I have mentioned in the past, tends to have an eye toward all things sustainable/local/organic) so we let ourselves go a little more hog wild, as it were, when travelling. If you find yourself hungry in Regent's Park, do stop in here for the par porker, a tasty (but not life-changing) 4 pound (the currency, not the weight) sausage sandwich (with free cup of tea on Mondays).