There’s nothing better than browsing a London food market for ingredients. In this case local is a somewhat loose term which involved hopping onto the tube and winding down the jubilee line to find myself south of the river in Bermondsey in search of fresh produce from the likes of Natoora, Fern Verrow and England Preserves.

Maltby Street market has long been a favourite of mine, with its Bermondsey gin, Monty’s Deli reuben sandwiches and duck waffles. But more on that delightful passage later. On this occasion we were looking for a detour to visit the hidden vendors of the Spa Terminus railway arches. These producers’ shelters range from a completed decked out arch fitted with all of the necessities, to the London Honey Company’s tiny stall consisting of a small table, no gimmicks needed to shift this golden liquid. The bread even peddles itself out the door… Clever bread!

Spa Terminus Market
Little Bread Pedlar’s Delivery Mode

Here’s what I found:

England Preserves: A sea of preserves before me, all waving out “pick me, pick me, I am the scrummiest!” made my decision of how to spend my shrapnel most difficult. Okay, so the voices and the tiny jam hands may have been a figure of my imagination, but the concept was about right. I came home very satisfied with these jars filled with Bermondsey Bramble Jam and Elderflower Cordial, perfect for a summery afternoon tea. One was spread on to a delicious toasted scone along with a dollop of extra thick cream, and the other added to sparkling water for a just-sweet-enough refresher.

Bermondsey Railway Arches
Ten Coloured Jams Standing in a Row

Natoora: my friends couldn’t resist picking up these shiny cherry tomatoes, their vines forming rows of delicate green stars;

Food porn at Spa Terminus
Twinkle Twinkle Little Tomatoes

Fern Verrow: Never have I thought to describe a courgette as ‘beautiful’, until now! These pale green courgettes look too good to eat, that’s until you slow roast in the oven and stuff with lamb mince, onions, sumac and cumin so that no one can resist the temptation…

Food porn Spa terminus
Lovely Veg

A stop off at the butchers and the Ham & Cheese Co to pick up some melt-in-the-mouth charcuterie and it was onwards for lunch in Maltby Street. Who needs a supermarket when you have railway arches jam-packed, stuffed and all those other food puns full of remarkably fresh produce?! I don’t find the term ‘food porn‘ particularly appealing, but Spa Terminus , London food market certainly offers a lot of it!

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