Grandma, Matt and I went to The Botanist. It was a beautiful day outside, and the restaurant has big, beautiful windows to let in the early-morning natural light.
I kept telling Matt that I knew exactly what Grandma was going to order. Toast and a skinny cappuccino. And, well, what do you know? Damn, I really should have made a bet on it.
They had a lovely little selection of jams as well, which made Grandma Bridges very happy.
I was tired. It was one of those days that I really needed some coffee. I had my mind set on the delicious hot chocolate there though (you’ll see why in a bit), so I ordered an espresso on the side to pour in it.
Ah, here’s my beauty. The Botanists Hot Chocolate. It was created in hour of Sir Hans Sloane’s invention of milk chocolate, made with chocolate flakes and served with a chocolate stirring stick from Rococo Chocolates. Chocolate. Stirring. Stick. I don’t think you feel my excitement.
So easily pleased.
My enjoyment/sadness of watching the chocolate stick slowly disappear made me feel like I was 4 years old.
However, when ordering my food, I had to be a big girl again. The 4 year old/fatty inside of me was crying out for the pancakes with bacon and maple syrup, which the couple beside me were having. The bacon and pancakes were stacked on top of each other, and it looked so so so good. Unfortunately, I know my limits when taking sneaky food envy shots, and it just wasn’t possible without getting caught.
Let’s face it, I couldn’t get the hot chocolate and pancakes, as well as care about fitting into my jeans. So everything is a compromise. I ordered the Bircher Muesli with Apple, Dates and Almonds instead. It came with a nice little side of berries. Another time, pancakes, another time.
Matt ordered a croissant. It looked so lonely. The fat girl in me knows that one breakfast pastry should always be surrounded by many more. No, 14 year old Bianca, no.
He also ordered a fresh orange juice, which I definitely would have gotten too if the hot chocolate hadn’t stolen my heart.
Can I have breakfast for every meal?