The ingredients of Saturday’s London jaunt were as follows = Liberty’s + rain + wedding dress trying-on (x10) + dim sum (x10) + mojitos + frozen yoghurt + 1 game of Beat the Intro played on the train on the way home. Good ingredients, right? I’ll tell you, they made for a pretty lovely Saturday!

Let me break it down…

Mum and I popped up into the city late on Saturday afternoon, armed with umbrellas and wearing wholly rain-inapproriate footwear. I had a trying-on session booked at Pronovias on Bond Street, and so we decided to turn it into a proper Mother-daughter date and head out for a bite to eat afterwards.

My fitting wasn’t until 5, so we made a quick stop into Liberty’s beforehand for a potter round Diptyque (Mum was on the hunt for a new fragrance) and also round the chocolate department because it’s basically law to pop in there when you’re in Liberty’s. We also tried on hats in the hat department, marvelled at the audacity of charging twenty odd pounds for a lavender plant, and decided that Molecule 01 (that fancy fragrance that’s supposed to react with your body to create a signature scent, or something) smells faintly like cooking when sprayed on my skin. Which is a concern, I’ll be honest…

Then it was time to go and try on wedding dresses! Mum and I had wondered if the experience of trying on dresses at Pronovias might be slightly more formal and strict than anywhere else I’d been so far, but it would up being completely awesome and we both left feeling so impressed by the service we’d experienced there! The assistant who helped me was so incredibly accommodating and helpful, and had an amazing eye for the types of dresses that would suit my taste and frame. Even though the trip only confirmed that the other dress I’ve got on hold for me right now is most definitely The One, I’m so glad we went. I’m going to make a video for my ‘Planning a Wedding’ series on YouTube about my experience of shopping for dresses in different places, so do keep your eyes peeled if that sounds like your cuppa tea…:)

After the fitting we were starving- getting tired from clambering in and out of big ol’ wedding dresses is what ‘wedding dress diet’ means, right? – so we headed up towards St Christopher’s Place in search of some dim sum. I’d been wanting to visit Ping Pong for ages but hadn’t even got round to it, so we even though we nearly were lured into Patty & Bun (and last week almost became a two-burger week, since I’d been to Patty & Bun on Wednesday), we managed to hold off and head into Ping Pong for dinner instead. Mum let me take the reigns when it came to ordering, so I ordered one of what felt like a billion dishes and let the conveyor belt of deliciousness start rolling! We started off with drinks (passionfruit lemonade, and a cumquat mojito) and then duck spring rolls with the finest hoi sin sauce I’ve ever tasted. I mean, if that sauce came via our local takeaway, I’d eat the stuff with a spoon and not even care. But we were in a restaurant, so had to make do with some vaguely elegant dunking instead…

Next up came beef gyoza with a rice wine vinegar dipping sauce (which was even tastier than the gyoza themselves, if you ask me), baked four-mushroom pastries, char sui pork buns (divine!) little carrot and radish pickles. Then vegetable rice, and cashew chicken dumplings, and various seafood rolls in this amazing translucent pastry.

Oh my. It really was a feast. I’ve heard mixed reviews about Ping Pong, and though I definitely am no connoisseur of dim sum or Asian food in general, I loved it! Definitely a ‘second visit’ kind of place!
 

^^ So much love for my Mum’s new specs! ^^

^^ The steamed pork buns were my favourite. It was kind of like eating flavoursome cotton wool, stuffed with insanely delicious honeyed pork. And after eating these ones I kind of fancy a trip to Flesh and Buns! Mum’s is outright refusing to go with me to F&B though, because she thinks the name is so off-putting! ;) ^^

And though I managed to avoid last week being a 2xburger week, I couldn’t stop it from being a 2xPinkberry week. Yeah. I went back. Not even sorry. And for what it’s worth, I’m going to say that the chocolate flavour frozen yoghurt is maybe better than the salted caramel. (Topped with chopped strawberries, honeycomb, golden cereal chunks, and caramel sauce of course). p.s. first Pinkerry visit of last week was documented here, if you fancy a look! Also, I don’t know about you but I’m kiiiiind of hungry now, thinking about all that amazing food. I need a pork bun. Or some gyoza. Or maybe just a vat of that hoi sin…

Tell me, how was your weekend? I hope it was lovely!