chanced upon this adorable cafe near west end and fell in love with the bubbly lady boss. we were spoilt for choice but decided on the baguette with duck rillet and apple sauce. the bread was crusty and rustic, and i later learnt exactly why! the cafe imports these baguette babies DAILY from FRANCE. because, as the proprietress quipped, "damn english water. we can't make bread like that with our bloody water." well it was well worth the cross-channel commute, if you ask me! enjoyed the coffee too. so much so i had three flat whites and a cappucino in the course of an hour. hm. not wise... and especially not when i'm drinking flat whites in a vain attempt to reduce my dairy intake. damn asian genes. it's not just asian alcohol flush but lactose intolerance!
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