The Breakfast Club

Last week Kate, Jo, Joe & I went to Hoxton in London. We'd told the Jo's that we wanted to go somewhere cool and trendy with a vibe. Having Soho in mind (and now admitting ignorance about Hoxton) were were a little nervous that we wouldn't be going somewhere cool.

However, we were pleasantly surprised. A little walk away from Liverpool Street Station (far enough to keep your heels in your handbag, but close enough for comfort) we began to spot the odd bar or two. They looked cool, we walked past...

The last place we stopped in at was The Breakfast Club in Hoxton Square. This is by far the coolest place to have breakfast. Not only is it decorated with funky kitch in mind, but it serves THE MOST FABULOUS COCKTAILS EVER (must try: apple mojito). AND has funky bathrooms, completely decorated in cartoon wall paper - think a whole bathroom of the Ghost Buster - running out of bog roll, who you gonna call?

Unfortunately by the time we arrived breakfast wasn't on the menu, but I'll definitely be heading back here (when in London) to spend preferably a long part of a Sunday morning enjoying the experience (and the good looking Aussie!)

Some of the vibe

More of the vibe that just makes the place

The perfect breakfast nook (if it looks a little dark it's cause the pic was taken at night).

Where the most lovely liquids are blended

Where the menu comes to life

Perfection in a glass - just looking at them makes me thirsty

And finally:

In the cocktail moment... ahh!

If you're in London and looking for a place to go (morning, noon and night) there'll be something for you here. For more info check out their website: www.thebreakfastclubsoho.com

Lucky

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