Friday, December 7, 2012


Just this past Wednesday, blogger Barbara on The Everyday Home included a wonderful picture tour of Harrods.  What a wonderful treat.  It’s been thirty years since I was in Harrods. It’s evident to me that since then all those Middle East millions have transformed the place into an Arabian Nights fantasy. 
When I was there in 1982 I headed straight for the food hall. Needless to say, I bought several goodies to bring home. I still have the jar the mustard came in. I do remember laughing at the ‘exotic’ imported delicacies: Wheaties and Skippy peanut butter. I wonder what it would be like to have Harrods as my local super market. Do they take coupons?



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