Just tying up one last loose string from my previous blog about the BBC. Our home away from home ... away from home ... British brew pub here in Istanbul!
The hubster mentioned to the owner's son (who then mentioned to his dad), that I have learned calligraphy in the past. Oh boy! Well, that doesn't translate to chalk—but the hubster would not take "no" for an answer when said pub owner asked me to draw up their current beer selection. He went off on an adventure to find chalk in this ding-dang city, we spent a couple of afternoons at the pub, and voila! My first attempt at chalk writing is complete. Good enough for now—but I have seriously considered getting a chalkboard so I can practice fancier writing in my free time.
Always the over-achiever! xx
|Not as fancy as I'd like—|
but it's a start.
|Dipping sauce = a puree of garlic,|
roasted red peppers, olive oil. Delish!
|I love Yorkshire pudding!|
My favorite offered at this pub.
|My barley strikes me as being|
a bit Roman!