Winter has come.
From today I need to wear a coat, a scarf, and winter trousers to go out in Stockholm.
It's still autumn by Swedish standards which define winter as temperature below zero degree Celsius, though.
A former Londoner, born and bred in Tokyo, now lives in Stockholm without speaking Swedish, working as a development economist with interest in art, design, foods, music, travel, and the quality of life.
From today I need to wear a coat, a scarf, and winter trousers to go out in Stockholm.
It's still autumn by Swedish standards which define winter as temperature below zero degree Celsius, though.
Flying with British Airways from London Heathrow airport means that you depart from the new Terminal 5 building. After passing the security checkpoint surprisingly smoothly, I have dinner at Gordon Ramsay Plane Food. It could be the best restaurant in London. A poached hake, a rocket parmesan salad, and non-alcohol cocktail called Lemon Tree are all good. Usually, airport restaurants inside the security checkpoint are lousy. But it's worth visiting Heathrow Terminal 5 early and having the last meal in London at this restaurant. (A friend of mine, a frequent flier from Terminal 5, told me that the service could be slow for passengers whose boarding time is fast-approaching.)
Have dinner with a friend of mine at Navarro's, probably one of the best Spanish restaurants in London.
Not every dish is great. (I said "the best in London".) Calamares rebozados are horrible. Brocheta de cordero isn't as good as the one I had in Madagascar.
BUT I have to write this down to remember. Bolitas de espinacas are fantastic. They are deep-fried, breaded balls of spinach and ricotta.