"There are some conversations that a restaurant simply can’t handle. Sorry, it’s not their fault. People, you know, eat in them and what you’re about to discuss makes a Sally Rooney novel look like Anne of Green Gables. Take it to society’s morally ambiguous wonderland, Hyde Park, where people get away with doing all sorts like mounting each other or better yet, loudly discussing mounting each other. Add a little sophisticated subsistence with this Japanese cafe’s signature mille crêpes and the hefty ice cream sando. No being told you need to give up the table, no strangers listening in, and no doubt, all that sugar will inevitably lead to true clarity. " - heidi lauth beasley, rianne shlebak
