I went to this place on Westbourne Grove on my week off and didn't dare touch anything, didn't order anything nor did I actually make any moves to buy anything.. I just walked through it, like the Little Matchstick girl imagining what life is really like in these wonderfully abundant and almost mockingly extravagant delis. The Food doctor was eating there (maybe he has a week off too which makes us Notting Hill soul brother and sister) and I was quite envious of the discipline he showed when refraining from multiple cakes.
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