09/08/2025: Ordered a cake for a family occasion. It was fabulous. Everyone loved it.
09/08/2025: The Crusty Corner. Small, unassuming… and yet, within seconds of walking in, I was dangerously close to ordering a breakfast roll. In the end, I went for something a bit more… engineered. A roll stacked with thick slices of hot breaded chicken, creamy egg mayo, and jalapeños with enough heat to keep things interesting. My girlfriend chose chicken mayo with soft, herby stuffing — essentially Sunday lunch you can eat with one hand.
Mine was magnificent. The breaded chicken had a crunch that could be heard three tables away, with the meat inside still hot and juicy. The jalapeños provided just the right amount of aggression, calmed down perfectly by the egg mayo. Hers was cool, savoury, and comfort in bread form. She eats like a mouse, so naturally I finished it for her.
And then… dessert. Because I’m still a fat kid at heart, I needed cake — carrot cake. Fresh, soft, and glorious. A touch too sweet, thanks to sugar hiding at the bottom, but I didn’t care. The roll-and-water deal was a bargain, and I left with jars of strawberry jam and thick-cut marmalade for my parents.
No regrets, no shame, and yes — I needed a bag to carry my spoils.