11th July 2007
Nothing to see except for...bees, bees, bees, bees
Where did I get the title from? Watch here:
http://www.weebls-stuff.com/toons/cup/
Yes, it's a cafe full of bees. And wasps. And pigeons. And Telegraph readers (this is Kenwood House we're talking about).
On the plus side, it's the best cafe in the whole of Hampstead Heath.
And, actually, the food's not that bad. Except for the crunchy, spiky wasp mouthfulls.
The grub (as opposed to the grubs) comes from Company of Cooks, a decent supplier who also stock such venues as the Royal Festival Hall.
Sarnies are of a high standard, made from that nice nutty bread that only your grandmother could find. Beer is surprisingly eclectic. How many cafe's offer bottled bitter?
Still, can't help being perturbed by the constant oral ingress of Kenwood's insect life. Note to self: 24-spot yellow ladybirds do not taste better than pumpkin seeds, despite their attractive mottling.
In summary: Bill Odie and Kate Bumhole, this is the place for you.
PS, that's my mum's hand, not mine. I'm not so wrinkly.
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