Favorite Shots: Mind The Gap

Here’s one classic I experienced.

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Lauren

Pipe Dream #112: To Minster Myself

I wish I could Minster myself. Like, be so cool that I didn’t even have to add my last name onto anything. Yeah, Lauren Minster. When I heard about the York Minster, which is the largest Gothic cathedral in Northern England, I thought, “Wait, the York Minster Cathedral? The York Minster Abbey? Like Westminster Abbey?” Nope. Just York Minster. The Minster.

Anyway, I got to see it. It was cool, even if it was under construction.

York actually had a lot of intersting things in it. It was all very romantic and picturesque.

This street is called The Shambles. The houses are built so close together that you can shake hands with the person across the street from the top windows. I think it looks like Diagon Alley.

And I really have nothing to say about this picture, except that I ask you to please note the weirdness of his fingers and then reconsider his statement. Sure, man.

L

Rando Tuesdays: French Bakes

All the pastries in France were beautiful. I mean, compared to Germany, where it seemed like everything was heavy bread and cream cakes, France was full of whipped cream and puff pastry. I tried croissants here (clearly), and ate a multitude of other pastries for breakfast every day. Beignets, profiteroles, meringue tarts, you name it.

La Durée was one of the best pastry shops I visited. Everything was cute and pastel and perfect. The pastries were immaculate, and the attention to detail astonished me. Look at them! And they were 10 euros each, or something ridiculous like that.

The macaroons were also really fun. They come in all colors and flavors. They seem really fussy to make, so I’m glad I could try them without doing the work.

And I visited one place with walls full of chocolate and caramels. Yes please. I couldn’t help myself. I bought a little jar of caramel sel here, which is heaven in a jar.

Happy Tuesday,

L