Saturday, January 11, 2014

NOW IN LONDON


I HAD FORGOTTEN HOW MUCH I REALLY LOVE LONDON. TIME IS A HEALER.


I don't have the photos yet for the blog and I want to do a proper "show and tell" for the whole trip.

But here's a taste…yes, that's a pun.

The Colbert is a perfect French cafe where Knightsbridge, Kensington and Chelsea meet. It is frequented by stars all the time. In NY it might be Joe Allen; in LA it could be Cecconi's. It's breakfast, lunch and dinner all the time.


The eclectic décor of a relaxed neighbourhood café
Colbert appears to have slowly expanded over the last nine decades from one room to three to accommodate le patron's ever-growing collection of art & local memorabilia. True to the spirit of traditional French cafés, Colbert, with its prime position on Sloane Square next to The Royal Court Theatre, is the perfect spot to while away a few hours over drinks, snacks or a full meal.
The Ladies, ca. 1951
I took these photos yesterday.
They simply make the best eggs I've ever tasted. I'm coming back again and again.

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