Wednesday 7 August 2013

Remember When...







...There were massive pancakes from The Breakfast Club in Hoxton and they were unblievably massive with clotted cream? I frequently miss London eateries. Some of the best.

 'Do not weep for me for me, for mine lips have tasted the greatest pancakes of them all*'

*truth be told the pancakes themselves were overdone/stodgy, but the presentation was so perfect, and they were so reasonably priced, and the clotted cream was so outrageous, that I forgive this minor flaw.


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