Market time.
There were many (expensive) food-purveyors there.
I was still a little meat-drunk and full of pie thank goodness.
This one had sliders. I don't know if that's an American thing, but I've only become aware of it in recent years. They're basically mini-burgers. These were served on brioche buns, which I am always wary of - good brioche should only ever be eaten alone, with unsalted butter...
Big expensive sausages for hotdogs.
This was a Polish stall. Even given what I've written above I was tempted. I did control myself though.
There were four different kinds available, even before you started adding toppings. Nomnomnom.
Again, I'm sure what they did, they did well. But £4.50 for a Breville? You're having a giraffe mate.
