The best thing about the clocks going forward is those long, golden afternoons spent out in the fresh air (mmm London fresh) discovering new corners of the city with your favourite chum by your side.
It is good to break the routine every now and then. I’m guilty of sticking to my local haunts, forgetting to explore new gems, cakes, brunch (ya get the gist) and you can end up missing out big time.
The boyf and I were in search of a hefty slab of cake, but instead of mooching down the road to our regular, we embarked on an adventure to find somewhere new. pins out #keen, we hopped on the tube to Clapham Common.
In among the boutique florists and delis, we spotted a table and a couple of chairs soaking up the sun outside a beautiful french patisserie called Madeline. There is something about this place that seems so nostalgic, reminding me of quaint French towns we used to pass through on our way south for the holidays. My bros and I would sleepily clamber out the car and beg for warm, buttery pastries and rich hot chocolate whilst the adults guzzled black coffee.
There’s nothing quite like the smell of a patisserie. Fresh pastry from the in-house bakery, molten cheese, vibrant fruit, rich chocolate, cirtron tarts oooooft I could go on forever. Just look at these babies.
The only downside about places like Madeline is the lack of GF goods. However, there are a few bits and bobs (no pastries booo) that are gluten free. I am not a coeliac, so when baked goods are homemade with no nasties, I don’t seem to suffer. However if you do, there are some dee-lish looking cakes to satisfy ya.
Just look at this prime sun trap. I can imagine Clapham Common is lovely in the summer, I cannot wait to picnic again!
This was the dreamiest cake. Rich chocolate torte with fresh raspberries and a generous sprinkling of icing sugar.
it was gone in seconds.
We sat back, closed our eyes and sank into the glorious sunshine. Beaut.
If you fancy it, find Madeline ere –
22 The Pavement
7:30 – 7PM