Date of Last Visit: It was a Monday in April.
The Victim: I was alone.
The Damage: £22 for the cake, plus a coffee.
As always, I wonder why it is I do the things I do. One morning, I woke up and thought, "I'd really like some Linzertorte." Who thinks these things? Me, apparently.
So off I went, in the rain, in search of Linzertorte. Kipferl, London's only Austrian delicatessen, was happy to oblige. £22 later, I started off for work, Austrian cake in tow. In the rain. But I possess a very very large umbrella.
The Linzertorte disappeared immediately. Before I could even help myself to a second slice. Or take a picture. It's the type of cake that's good for breakfast. And good with coffee. It has a little jam in it. This particular specimen was a little burnt around the edges, but no one seemed to mind very much.
On the downside, the store was very very warm. And it's not overly large.
The Verdict: I'll be back