England

A yellow pomegranate from the Cabridge Market.

We got this yellow pomegranate as a curiousity from the Cambridge Market. It turns out that yellow is a perfectly ordinary color for a pomegranate to be. It’s also a pale yellow on the inside — very pretty.

Eating Out

Ba­si­cally, we have two op­tions when eat­ing out: eat­ing in Hall or ex­per­i­ment­ing with un­known bud­get restau­rants in down­town Cam­bridge. An­drew de­scribed his first ex­pe­ri­ence in Hall as gen­er­ally pos­i­tive. The menu was lamb stew over rice and cold chips (think el­lip­ti­cal steak fries). While that doesn’t sound like much, it is a lot bet­ter than what we got at St. John’s, and be­cause Hall food is heav­ily sub­si­dized by the Col­lege, it’s the least ex­pen­sive op­tion if we don’t want to cook for our­selves.

We’ve also tried the £5.95 spe­cial at the “bar room bar” at the Cow. While the set­ting was less than de­sir­able (es­pe­cially cleanliness‐wise), the brick‐oven pizza with three dif­fer­ent kinds of Ital­ian meat was worth a re­turn trip. An even bet­ter lunchtime op­tion, es­pe­cially for those crav­ing a taste of home, is man­namex­ico, a van‐vendor turned hole‐in‐the‐wall shop on Re­gent St. Their fea­ture item is the “Big‐Ass Bur­rito”. While the na­chos are cov­ered with tinned cheese, the na­chos made with whole pinto beans are de­li­cious. We used a double‐scoop of jalapeños to help clear up our Cam­bridge con­ges­tion. The com­bi­na­tion of weather and pol­lu­tion can be so bad that Kara’s se­nior tu­tor claims Cam­bridge gave her asthma.

We found our fa­vorite stop on the way home at the Yippee Noo­dle Shop. It’s de­li­cious. It’s at­trac­tive min­i­mal­ist ap­pear­ance with long rows of ta­bles might make you fear minia­ture por­tions, but the plate of Sin­ga­pore noo­dles eas­ily fed us both with the ad­di­tion of a small‐plate and a bowl of hot and sour soup. The fried dofu was ex­cel­lent and the in­gre­di­ents in the noo­dles, in­clud­ing bean sprouts and chicken, with scrup­tuous. But noth­ing com­pared to the £1 bowl of hot and sour soup. It was hot and tangy with­out be­ing spicy, and was as hearty as a stew with­out be­ing thick. We were sur­prised by so many ref­er­ences to prawns on the menu, un­til we dis­cov­ered that in the UK, ‘prawn’ doesn’t mean “big shrimp”, but just your av­er­age pinky‐sized crus­tacean.

Last but not least, most of our culi­nary ad­ven­tures have been bring­ing things home. One of our fa­vorite places from which to bring things home is the Cam­bridge Mar­ket. Whether it’s yes­ter­day’s rasp­ber­ries for 50p or tiny Eng­lish straw­ber­ries, £2 a pun­net, the Mar­ket is al­ways a mag­netic temp­ta­tion. One of our most re­cent ad­ven­tures was the shared con­sump­tion of an Eng­lish yel­low pome­gran­ate. While it was tasty and a bar­gain at 50p, it was not as tangy as the red pome­gran­ates to which we are ac­cus­tomed.

8 November 2008

Jon Kara Shields