Burr & Co.

I passed the Burr & Co., – it looked like my kind of place. Classy decor, with that upmarket deli/brunchy feel I could loosely compare to Robouchon on London’s Piccadilly (only slightly less busy)…

The Tartan Pig coffee house

Our drinks arrived first, and I looked at mine in despair. Judging the book by its cover, I was expecting a weak, pale, milky concoction. I gave it a stir and then I spotted bits of melted chocolate on the bottom of the glass – a reassuring sight.

Sand Dollar Cafe

Before that morning I had only been to the place once before, and just for a coffee and cake – the beach-front location is not particularly convenient, especially on a weekend when it’s always a struggle to find a parking space. In fact, I did attempt another visit after that, but the place was packed out the door, so I ended up going elsewhere.