My Black Drug

I make no excuse and whole heartily admit, that I'm a self confessed coffee addict of the worst type! I don't just like coffee and the way it transforms me from a zombie in the morning, to a relatively normal person, what I really love is the way it tastes! The stronger the better and no matter where it is from I will treck miles for that prized black bean!

Last week I toddled off into the deep streets of Soho to find some magic beans, I wore my faithful Burberry Prorsum jacket, Louis Vuitton scarf, Next leather skirt, Russell and Bromley boots and my Wang bag!

Sure enough I did, discretely set on Old Compton Street lives the 123 year old coffee shop, selling every single coffee bean you can think of!

The shop is steeped in history, first opening its doors in 1887! I love the way they keep all their beans in old wooden drawers.

The lovely coffee experts help you to determine what would be best suited to you, we spend ages smelling all the different types of beans, in the end I went for a very strong roast called Monsoon Malabar.

This place is perfect for all you coffee addicts out there, I love the way that you can bring the gorgeous coffee you find in the likes of cafes such as Foxcroft & Ginger and Flat White back to your home and make it yourself! 

Also this type of really special coffee is perfect for those little Christmas stocking fillers or pressies!

Get your Caffeine kicks at:

52 Old Compton Street
Soho!

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