I am going to tell you a secret. It’s not a groundbreaking secret or a particularly exciting secret. And some of you might know it already (most of you who know me do know it already). I am not really selling it to you, am I? You are probably thinking, what is this girl talking about? Right? So, the secret is – I LOVE COFFEE. In fact, I love everything about coffee, the rich taste, the distinctive smell, the texture, the way it makes me feel, how it brings me out of my sleep induced cocoon at 6am and how it envelopes me in its creamy richness. I have been known on occasion to make a coffee the night before a very early start, pour said coffee into a Thermos flask and then come morning, open it and drink the still hot coffee. Coffee and I are friends, intimate friends, we have seen each other through the good times and the bad. Early starts are always improved by my fair weathered friend. And so when the coffee gods from above announced that a brand new beautiful coffee shop had opened not too far from my regular stomping ground, I sat up and took notice. A visit was arranged and off I trotted to this magical wisteria clad coffee haven. You might have seen pictures of this fabulous flirty place on Instagram but trust me it’s in more beautiful in person.
While google mapping my route the address came up as a supermarket. But it was early and I needed the black sweet stuff so this little bit of information passed the pre-coffee brain fog that was my head (I will come back to this later). A short walk from Paddington Station and we arrived. It would be hard not to miss this place due to the stunning purple wisteria decorating the outside. It looked real, so real in fact that my companion declared, “wow wisteria at this time of year this place is magical”. I waved him away, “first coffee” I muttered. “I am not nice till I have had my first vat of coffee of the day”. Once inside we were greeted by one of the two cafe owners, who led us to a table at the back next to a flower wall. A barista presented us with a menu and a 23ct gold cappuccino with almond milk was ordered. I tried to manipulate my companion into ordering the 23ct gold hot chocolate but he refused and went with a plain latte. Not even the gold Unicorn Latte! Boring, I declared and he just rolled his eyes and carried on reading the sporting news on his phone.
The coffees arrived, mine looking like it had been painted in gold gleamed at me invitingly from the pretty coffee cup. It came with a side of cream, glitter cream much better than a dry old biscotti you sometimes get at coffee shops. The coffee was great. No, the coffee was perfect. “This is amazing”, I shouted slightly over eagerly to the tall barista who was behind the counter putting the finishing touches to our chocolate crepes. He smiled, came over and explained that it is made from Italian coffee granules with hazelnut flavouring. It genuinely was amazing, so good that I ordered another one with a Unicorn sugar iced biscuit as soon the crepes and first coffees had been eaten and drunk.
Saint Aymes is beautiful, its romantic floral displays spread throughout on tables, counter tops and on walls with gold accents and pink painted panels even down to the gold cutlery and the pink and gold coffee cups. It’s all in the detail at SA according Michela and Lois the owners of Saint Aymes who dreamed up everything, absolutely everything faultlessly works together. Even the cakes and biscuits go with the theme. (Everything screams pretty, girlie and fun) The plan we learnt was eventually to get an alcohol license and sell handmade infused spirits, starting with whisky. My companion lifted his head at the word whisky. I mentioned before that it was listed on google maps as a supermarket. This is because there isn’t just one box that SA slots into possibly a chocolate shop (they sell amazing chocolates) or maybe a bakery (the cakes and the biscuits are fabulous too, unicorn shaped biscuits a total dream) or finally a patisserie. This place is everything the only thing they don’t do is hot food but who needs hot food when you have Nutella crepes and unicorn cookies. And everything you see is for sale from the beautiful gold marbled trays to the furniture… this flowery haven is not only open to caffeine addicts such as me. But also to the four legged variety dogs and most importantly for me cats. They even sell dog beds which are certainly suitable for very fancy cats too or even three very spoilt kitties (Coco, Sooty & Bobby) Hopefully, come summer they will have a license to sell alcohol and I will meet you all there for whisky flavoured coffees in the pretty garden. Saint Aymes opened in February of this year 2018. Run by these two creative sisters. their message which they want to convey is girl power that anything is possible that two sisters who have a dream can with hard work make it a reality.
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