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| Laduree's main entrance, taken by Ms Peas |
As my beloved Miss Peas has already mentioned, last weekend we had the fortune to escape the shackles that keep us apart and delve into the depths of London's heart. While there we both partook of culture and, of course, cuisine with great enthusiasm (albeit will a few ill effects the next day).
Now, Miss Peas has already written up our notes on Viet, an establishment on the edge of Soho. I would like to take us a little further away, to the former tenements and rookeries of Covent Garden. As a gentleman, I would not normally be seen amongst the hubbub of the great unwashed (well, unless there's a particularly fine restaurant, or bit of pretty), but for Ladurée I would make an exception.
