"This one goes out to anyone who refuses to dress for the weather. One day, scientists will study you—a flimsy, flapping shirt under a microscope—but for now we suggest spending your evening reclining on the red leather banquette seating in Casse-Croûte. At the charming French restaurant on a corner of Bermondsey Street, the blackboard is a one-way ticket to an imaginary destination we like to call Butter Chaud. Expect classics loaded with cream, comté, and other gloriously satisfying things that will stop your teeth chattering. Yes, even if it’s eight degrees and you’ve made the sensational choice to wear denim cut-offs." - heidi lauth beasley, rianne shlebak, sinead cranna
Aleksandra Boruch