I ordered the “chicken and rice” on the plane not ever imagining that chicken and rice translated to “airline interpretation of Tikka Masala and surprise yellow/green side dish” After in-flight dining left me less than satisfied, I arrived in London ravenous.
Six hour layover at LHR. Fun times.
The English are not know for their culinary prowess but nonetheless, I went for the traditional English Breakfast at Huxleys.
After wandering around a bit, trying to regain feeling in my legs, I scoped out a spot that only had a few seats, but one of the best views in the house: