Can you guess where I am for Christmas?
Public transit doesn't run on Xmas! They must really love their holidays. Or hate paying people awesome overtime. Maria had to call me a mini-cab. Driver for Nat Lot? Nat Lot. oh boy, the story of my life.
At Maria's flat. Here she is opening the ginger grater I got her along with other presents.
Maria got me a book and a bottle of truffle oil.
Here we are skyping with artifacty Gabriel and co. We get to "see" Violet for the first time.
Pork chops with a random spice rub I made.
Leafy salad thing.
Truffles and raspberry pudding thing.
Stay warm! Cause it's freezing in London.