An Ex-Pat’s Fairytale Come True by
Jamie Korey mallett
Each June I traveled from New York City to London to attend Royal Ascot, a tradition I always looked forward to in my favorite city across the pond. Three years ago, however, as winter approached, I was longing for a trip to the beautiful U.K. capital and didn’t want to wait until my annual summer visit. Dancing at Annabel’s, sipping Champagne cocktails at 5 Hertford Street and catching up with friends while drinking ales watching rugby sounded delectable. Afternoon tea with warm scones, clotted cream and Coronation chicken sandwiches at the Royal Automobile Club, an English tradition never properly mastered anywhere else in the world sounded perfect. As the
chilly New York air swept over the city, I decided I couldn’t wait until the following summer to go back London so I packed my bags and grabbed my passport. Time of year aside, this particular London trip turned out to be very different from my other ones and I ended up embarking on the most serendipitous journey. On my first evening in London, an old English friend invited me out for dinner. We had known each other for seven years, had even attended Ascot together a few times, and I was really looking forward to catching up with him. He chose a warm, cozy restaurant in Mayfair and before I knew it, our friendly WINTER 2018/
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