Archive | Day Out RSS feed for this section

Do-Nut Eat My Doughnut!

5 Mar

Check out these fellas!

 

Whenever I visit Camden, this marvelous doughnut stall located at one of the various market entrances, always catches my eye, and up until recently I’ve managed to successfully resist their sweet siren calls to me… This time, however, I gave in. When picking a doughnut (which are absolutely huge by the way, and consist of many exciting, innovative flavours and fillings) I thought:

‘To hell with it. I’m buying a doughnut for God’s sakes- what’s the use in trying to scrimp? No, I’ve got to pick something really dirty.’

So, evidently, that’s what I did. Let me introduce you, ladies and gentleman, to my ‘Triple Killer Chocolate Doughnut with Chocolate Filling’!

 

 

Ah, I think I just died… In fact, that’s practically what did happen when I ate the doughnut, as I was convinced I could eat the whole thing in one sitting (again, please take note that these doughy treats are just a tad larger in size than your usual, everyday doughnut; and moreover, this was three times more sweet than my poor, unsuspecting stomach could take, thank you very much!).

In all fairness, I suppose I was warned by the title… The ‘Killer’ part, obviously.

In addition, a friend of mine decided to test the waters on the Camden Churros situation. These churros, in contrast to the traditional Spanish churros which are served longer, thinner and with a pot of hot, melted chocolate for dipping, are served instead with a rich chocolate filling piped through the middle.

I’m so tempted to use the word ‘groovy’ at this point, but I understand that that would be incredibly weird, perhaps a little nerdy, and uncomfortable for all of us.

Anyway, my friend’s verdict sounded a little like this: ‘I could probably live on this monster alone for two days and still not be near finishing it- good stuff!‘ Waters safely tested!

Finally, I’ve just activated my Pinterest account! I had heard horror stories of waiting lists and the impossibility of receiving an invite once requested; however, in my case it thankfully seemed to be an easy enough process, and now I’m a member! Having said that, I don’t entirely know how to use it yet, and I haven’t started ‘pinning’ (Haha, that sounds funny… *Cough* Ok, I’m obviously too immature to be writing blogs on WordPress) anything yet, but when I do you’ll know about it!

Happy blogging y’all!

Advertisements

Empori- Um, What Now?

17 Feb

Yes, I finally made it to the Emporium… And let me tell you, it did not fail to impress!

Not only is the Fortis Green road tea shop a fantastic, um… tea shop (Captain Obvious at your service), it is also home to a beautiful craft, tea ware, trinket and gift shop, and is a sanctuary for all things homely and arty. If the place had been any cuter, I would have already choked in my awe and died (lovely imagery, perhaps a little too graphic. Moving on…)  

Thankfully, my friends were actually able to make it this time, after last week’s snow debacle, which left us all suddenly feeling very lazy and of the belief that it was impossible to tread anywhere when a soft layer of white had laced every street.

First things first: Tea. I ordered an ‘English Breakfast’ tea and was delighted when served with my own personal tea pot, complete with strainer, milk, sugar and of course, a delicate, vintage-style tea cup and saucer. The antiquity and quaintness of the whole thing almost made me feel like bursting- either into song, ‘The Sound of Music’-style, or into tears of tea-infused joy- both very extreme and opposing reactions, but my reactions all the same. 

And what better match to make with a good ol’ afternoon tea, but scones? Served with strawberry jam and clotted cream, I almost felt I had died and gone to tea heaven. Needless to say, the scones were delicious and the tea superb.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As we actually visited the Emporium on Valentine’s Day (which for me, might I add, was just a normal Tuesday like any other… Don’t worry this is not a pity party… Unless instead of a ‘party’ it was an afternoon tea, and instead of ‘pity’ being the main theme, it was all about cakes? This could work…) so my friends (who like me, are in fact very single at the moment, which perhaps makes this three times more pathetic) bought these stunning Valentine’s-inspired, baking creations:

Baked with love (see what I did there? Haha, I feel so witty).

 

After our marvelous tea/cake experience, we moved onto the shop next door, also part of the Emporium. It was a wonderland of all things arty, vintage-esque, and of course, tea. Subsequently, a friend actually mused that it looked as if all the things that go on inside my head had been mixed together and splattered (pardon the violent imagery) across the walls of a room.Needless to say, it was my dream shop.

 

All manners of tea ware, from tea cosies to cups, were displayed like treasure around the shop, along with various gift items, trinkets and a number of vintage to contemporary art pieces.

 

 

See this tea pot? This tea pot will be mine. It’s £25.00 worth spending as it’s larger than most tea pots sold these days and comes with its own fitted strainer- no more balancing on the rim of your teacup, no no– let the pot do it for you! Also, the design is lovely…It will be mine, I tell you!

Overall, what a fabulous day! The staff at the Emporium were charming and the homemade cakes, unique breakfast menu and marvelous afternoon tea truly sold me!  I will definitely be visiting again (as soon as possible) for my next afternoon tea fix. Recommend, recommend, recommend.

Night all!

Snow Big Deal

5 Feb

So, it’s February and in England we’re finally experiencing our white Christmas. I was planning to make a first-time visit to a new tea shop near me- ‘The Emporium’- today and post all about it’s lovely tea cakey-ness (or cakeynot seeing as I have no idea what it’s like yet and it could be horrific). However, I woke up late this morning to a number of messages from friends, all spouting a similar line to: 

Girl, there’s some freaky, snowy shit outside- I ain’ts going for no tea, you crazy!”

Wow, I honestly don’t know how or why I always turn my friends ghetto when I quote them… Apologies. Anyway, you get  the idea. So unfortunately there’s no tea and cake review today; however, I did take a trip with my Doberman up to the nearby wood, and have some photos which I hope will make do until my next proper post. Let the snowy tomfoolery unfold… (I don’t know why I said that. There’s no actual ‘tomfoolery’- I was just walking my dog and battling against slipping through the sludge in an extremely unflattering manner.)

Now for the fashion side of things…

Fuzzy Russian-style hats such as this are a real statement, and have been very popular this winter. Not mention they really are fantastic protection from the weather (please take note- it’s faux fur)! This Cossack hat is from ASOS, £15.

I love Hunter wellies in general, but these… I can’t even put it into words. I mean, come on- they even came with matching socks! I actually got these fairly recently in the January sales as a belated Christmas present. Other socks are available…

 

And finally…

As previously mentioned, I’ve finally decided to create a Twitter account. It was all going so well; however, the strangest and most soul-destroying thing was automatically receiving 3 followers after activating the account, thinking ‘Wow, this is awesome and so am I!’, and then realising they were all porn spammers. Oh yep, this just screams ‘Welcome to twitter’

Anyway, if you’re at all interested please follow me on twitter at @bakeandboutique. I promise to be all sorts of humorous and follow-worthy and such. Expect lots of random baking/style/life tweets… This is turning into such a shameless beg. Ah, who cares, I really have no shame.

Happy blogging!

Crouch End Tiger, Hidden Cake…

10 Nov

Yup, I’ve been out and about, cake-stalking again.

This time I visited my favourite Crouch End cafe and bakery (as its name obviously implies)- Coffee Cake.

I feel Coffee Cake is special, not only because of their lovely baked goodies, homemade smoothies and fresh salads (oh, and they sure do sell a good cup o’ coffee), but because every time I go there the atmosphere is lovely. It seems that in the land of Coffee Cake, everybody is friendly and at peace, and; unless you visit at the peak time of lunch, when everything is crazy and manic- a testament to their popularity really; you’re free to relax and have a calming intermission from your busy life outdoors.

During this visit, I bought a walnut and carrot cake, which tasted interestingly herby, whilst my friend had this miniature victoria sponge.

Anyway, all of this is not to say that there aren’t any other nice cafes/bakeries in Crouch End, because believe me, if anything there is a serious over-population of them…

No, I have visited others in the area, but some haven’t honestly been able to match up against the wonderful-ness of this one ( *ahem* The Haberdashery, I’m looking at you! NB: your popular selling point of serving tea in vintage teaware only works if they’re clean and not chipped! Also, quit serving me hugely overpriced muffins in bloody plant pots! Yes, I get it Haberdashery- you’re arty and alternative, but that doesn’t allow you leeway on cleanliness, thank you very much).

Finally, I only have one thing to say against Coffee Cake. Seeing as I like it so much, last year I actually applied for a job to work there (imagine the free cakes and cups o’ coffee!), but after handing in my CV they never actually got back to me!

Oh the shame! Coffee Cake– it could have been the start of a beautiful friendship, but alas you let me down! Needless to say, it genuinely hasn’t put me off…

Night all!

Fancy a Cuppa?

7 Nov

Not one to break the British stereotype, I confess I love tea.

I may be alone in this, but as I passed this tea house in Covent Garden I was absolutely captivated. And I guarantee you, when I entered I wasn’t disappointed…

I’m not talking a few boxes of PG Tips here and there, oh hell no (and let’s not joke about PG Tips either… the topic of ‘tea bag’ is a serious one). No, the inside of The Tea House is a haven of all tea-related business; with an array of original and unique tea blends on sale, and also a wonderful selection of teapots and other important tea equipment (yes= tea is important, no= any person caught drinking my tea will not live). 

I also came across a selection of miniature, intricately patterned Gaiwans, which are basically handleless tea cups/pots- so cute. Believe me, I would’ve been on that, except I’m very old-fashioned when it comes to my tea- drinking, and prefer my tea cups (or mugs- let’s be honest, I don’t have the time to sip tea daintily every day daarling), or pots to have handles.

This shop was a treasure trove to behold, and epitomises everything tea-loving. Thank you Tea House, for reminding me why I love tea so much, and for bringing tea to the people!

Spoiler Alert! In true Brit and tea-obsessive style, my next ‘5 Things’ post is going to be tea inspired, so watch this space! And no, I’m not going to just photograph a bunch of tea bags! Well, not really…

Goin’ Down to Chinatown

6 Nov

 Visiting Chinatown is an amazing cultural experience… I don’t get to go there often, but when I do I relish it! It’s mainly the endless streets of food shops, restaurants and bakeries that keep me coming back (I can’t say I’m the biggest fan of the strung-up chicken window displays within many a Chinatown restaurant, however alls I knows is it can never put me off!).

First on my travels, I visited the fantastic sweet shop in Chinatown, selling all sorts of bizarre and interesting treats, and picked up some of these chewy White Rabbit Cream Candy sweets. After opening the first wrapper of the candy, there’s actually another thin layer of rice paper around the sweet, which just dissolves in your mouth! The White Rabbit itself has a creamy, almost milky taste and is scarily addictive!

Next, my friends and I went to eat at the Royal Dragon, a restaurant we hadn’t yet visited, and my friend ordered this monster of a drink…

I know right? What the hell is that?! Well, it’s actually a melon and honey smoothie, with coconut juice and some weird little jelly raisin things floating around. For the record, the smoothie had a really strong taste of melon and was lovely. I can’t speak for those floaty fruit whatsits though… I didn’t have the guts to try them!

After a delicious lunch, we went walkabout and came across one of Chinatown’s many awe-inspiring cake shops. The cakes were huge, and the decoration and detail of each one made them very appealing and tempting, I can tell you! Oh Lordy, just look

 

 

I myself bought a slice of a gargantuan- seeming chocolate gateaux, and believe me, it looked to die for!

 

 

 With cake and sweets in tow, we found ourselves de-toring from Piccadilly Circus, and instead took a trip to Brick Lane. It was immense. I’ve never been to Brick Lane before but the boho vibe hit us on the way in. I absolutely loved it. There was a warehouse sale on at American Apparel, so we queued (all the way along the side of the street!), and eventually got in.

All I have to say is: not impressed. At all. Since when is an “up to 90% off” sale such a scam?! And to be honest, I’ve never been particularly enthused by AA’s clothes so it was pretty boring. My friends and I got split up in all the commotion, and so after trailing around the rails for about 20 minutes, my (thankfully sane) friend and I escaped from the stuffy, pretentious warehouse and instead waited outside for the others.

Sitting on the kerb opposite the exit door like tramps (because we are), we opened our cake boxes and cheered ourselves up with the frankly glorious– looking cakes we had bought in Chinatown earlier. However, as much as it pains me to say this (and I hate to drop a bombshell), my cake really wasn’t that nice! For all of its hypnotizing appearance, it lost out on taste and just wasn’t very special; unfortunately leaving something to be desired. I couldn’t believe it!

Subsequently we reunited with the others, so picking myself up from the grief of cake-gate, we moved on to Spitalfields. Sadly, the market wasn’t around as it was quite late by that point, but I have to say- again a first time visitor- I loved it. The shops were great, and I even passed a Las Iguanas- a restaurant where (on an occassion prior to this) I have eaten the best Latin and Mexican food of my life, and have been served a Long Island Ice Tea cocktail without it being realised I was underage… Home.

We also passed a fun novelty costume and joke shop where I found this…

Great stuff!

On the way back to the tube station, this hilariously-named bar caught my eye (the shakiness and blurriness of the photo reflects the amount of uncontrollable laughter I had as I was taking it).

Awesome day.

 

Happy blogging y’all!

I Want Candy

26 Sep

Please. Just check this sexy beast out…

What= Gargantuan ‘Toffee and Banana’ candy cake

Where= Candy Cakes, Covent Garden

When= This weekend daarling

Who= ME!

Why= You really need to ask?!

Now breath deeply and calm down… Yes, I know it looks amazing, and yes, it did taste as good as it looks. And that’s not all; the Gods at Candy Cakes have many other flavours and exquisitely colourful cakes on offer, as well as original milkshakes and cupcakes, like this lovely carrot cake one…

I may have just died and gone to Candy Cake heaven! Now take my advice and please get your butts down there and try ’em out for yourselves… Alright?