you know you're really living in a place when you get the flu that's going around.
as a chef you know you're really sick when you get up, get dressed and put on a scarf and realize that that fever is truly kicking your ass and you,
you have to go to Shepherd's Bush to get the exact right Orange Flower Water. No other will do. you've finally perfected a gluten-free cheesecake and you need orange flower water to seal the deal.
so, even though you're really sick, you make a plan to traverse the top end of London by the fabulous Overground.
and you tell two gorgeous fellows, who live in the 'hood, that you'll be nearby.
you know you're in the right standing when they invite you over for rabbit stew. a big bunny has been bought and butchered and you believe this to be the best, most restorative possibility one could wish for.