After the great disappointment of an insipid watery latte at a local cafe yesterday I decided for today's elevenses I shall whip up my own hot choc in my kitchen.
It proved a comforting antidote to all the madness kicking off in the cities at the moment whilst I read the local paper & soothed my milky craving whilst I planned my camping trip for the next couple of days.
Highly recommend the co-op truly irresistible Fairtrade drinking chocolate from which my hot choc was fashioned. It's only got 3 ingredients; sugar, cocoa & salt. Un-messed with, morally sound & v comforting, I felt it kind of suited the mood today.
On a visit to London with my good mate Mrs T we had just 1 agenda, a visit to the Royal Academy Summer Exhibition & as many tea stops as necessary (Mrs T is preggers & I just like a cuppa and a sit down at every opportunity)
First stop (I'm not counting the horrendous cuppa on the train with floaty bits in) in London town was the Peyton & Byrne cafe at The wellcome collection on Euston Rd. Big love for this little oasis of culture and curiosity opposite Euston station and even bigger love for the latte and muffin. I definitely won in the 'who chose best' cake comp....apple and cinnamon over blueberry every time Mrs T. Service was polite and efficient, fellow sippers were a well turned out eclectic mix (I always love it when I receive a compliment from a lone diner and P&B did not disappoint, who says Londoners aren't friendly?) decor is quirky contemporary chic and the latte rocked. Big whoop all round for P&B. Want to try them all now, next stop- The British Library.
(Oh, only downside is the gallery is closed on a Monday, oops)
I don't know why I photograph what's on my plate or in my cup or just what's right in front of me, but I do. I have for quite some time. And I'm not afraid to hide it.
I love to take a little minute out to appreciate the beauty of a perfumed cup of Earl Grey in the afternoon, a hot steamy frothy latte mid morning with a stiff new magazine or an exciting new cocktail, all lipstick kisses around the rim, sipped with friends