The Background: The other day, it was Snog. This time, it was Suck and Chew. Hmmm…interesting.
I think I may have been a little hungover. Nothing like a little honesty, huh? Particularly when one's work colleagues are reading one's blog. (How I hate it, to write in this "one" person.) But somehow, I made it over to Columbia Road. I skipped the cupcakes. But I found myself in Suck and Chew. Wee Birdy wrote about Suck and Chew on her London fashion blog. All very timely.
The Entrance: McCauley (must check spelling) was behind the counter when I arrived. He left a good job in the city, working for the man every night and day. And he never lost one minute of sleep, worrying about the way things might have been.
Instead, he opened Suck and Chew.
The Sweets: They're everywhere. And they're super-retro. I fall in love. Really. This is all just so very well done. But part of me has to wonder…is he making any money?
The Verdict: I loved this place. Such a nice retro vibe. Simple stuff. Happy stuff. A good place. You should visit McCauley. And then ask him why he never responded to the interview questions one particular London food blogger sent over. 🙁
P.S. Sorry, meant to tell you I'm on a bit of a blog-cation because I'm traveling at lot at the moment. Will try to post every so often. Service will resume in full at some point next week!