I snapped these pics at Borough Market, London's oldest food emporium, which was originally established on the south bank of the Thames when the Romans built the first London Bridge. It attracted traders who were selling grain, fish, vegetables and livestock. Today it's the country's most important retail market for fine foods and has been at its current location for 250 years beneath the railway viaducts off Burough High Street.
This hare-raising spectacle gave me a sinking feeling, having long eschewed eating anything that high on the cute animal meter. I know it’s about as shallow as only dating guys that look like George Clooney, but boycotting bunnies is actually doable.
My heart cried foul for these hanging victims at the gourmandize gallows, though it did strike me as so very British. The only thing missing was Jonathan Rhys Meyers decked out in Henry VIII regalia with pheasant schmaltz and feathers on his face.