Do you remember the Crusting Pipe? It was that cozy restaurant on the lower level of Covent Garden in London with the dining rooms in the arched-roof recesses below ground. We took my mom and Virginia there for dinner when they visited London and she apparently saved the menu. Man we had fun. I am still amazed that my mom was intrepid enough to pull off a trip over the pond. Talk about waaaay outside her comfort zone. But I'm so glad she did. She and I talked about that trip many many times. She loved to relive every part of it, especially the time when she and Ginny went to see Phantom of the Opera and had to run for blocks because they went to the wrong theater!
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