It's not every year you can say you've had coffee and cake in seven countries, and while that may not be the most exciting claim for our 2008, it was certainly a satisfying one.
In Urbania, Italy.
With Max in Patisserie Valerie, South Kensington, one of James' favourite haunts:
Where they do cake with a capital K!
Tea in the Lake District, in a Swallows & Amazons house.
Of course when it comes to Kake, you can't beat the Germans...
In the Munich Art Gallery. They talk my language; 'LARGE cup of tea'. (But I had another cappuccino.) And we fought over a Kasetorte mit Sauerkirschen. (It was somewhere between 'Wunderbar' and 'zuper'.)
And then, of course, there's the Monmouth Coffee Co, mentioned in an earlier post...
Breakfast in Denmark.
A decent coffee in Paris (remarkably hard to find; but then we had just left Italy).
Can't go wrong in Melbourne. Bev's café Stax, or Cafe 16 near her old work:
And the café at the art-deco (revived) Balwyn cinema, during the Italian Film Festival. A great place to while away an hour or two when you get the clock-change wrong.
But there's nothing to beat home-made scones, at home.
I'm with Marie A here...