After church this morning - we went to St Bartholomew the Great again - I wanted some hot chocolate. It's been cold and stormy this weekend, the perfect weather for a nice warm drink. So we found a small but extremely busy little French bakery and coffee shop right next to St Paul's Cathedral and I had a thick, rich, dark, and absolutely divine cup of hot chocolate.
That pastry on the left was husband's Viennoise Chocolat - a sort of brioche stick with chocolate chips - and on the right, my almond croissant, which even had an almond paste filling. Our only disappointment was the brisk wind, which kept stealing crumbs (and even almonds off the top of my croissant) and delivering them to the waiting pigeons. Yesterday's Regent Park birds may have been the most spoiled in London, but we think today's might be the best fed. I would cheerfully try every single pastry in this coffee shop!