There’s something about brunch that just screams relaxation and contentment. Especially on a Sunday. That’s why my niece and I decided to go out to a cute little café called Coffee & Cream that wasn’t too far from us (we both live within, I kid you not, sixty seconds of each other.)
I’d been to this cafe once two years ago with my cousin and her husband, thought it was pretty decent, and suggested to Khadijah (yes, my niece is also called that–but if you read my review on Kinkao Thai Restaurant and Peggy Porschen’s Cakes, then you’ll spot the difference in her name;))
If you’re on Instagram, then you will probably have seen various influencers and bloggers hitting up the chic bakery, Peggy Porschen’s Cakes, specialising in cute cakes, pretty cupcakes, other sweet treats, drinks of which ranges from teas to champagne.
For months, I’d been seeing pictures of it all over my social media, so my interest grew.
When I was around seven years old, my parents and I lived in this little house at the end of a pretty long road. I remember it feeling like forever by the time we finally got to the shops every Saturday, when we did our weekly grocery shopping at Iceland and Tesco’s, buying jams, bread, various cereals, milk and cookies.
Occasionally, we bought chocolates.
Back then, I wasn’t a huge fan of chocolates or crisps. I never saw the appeal to them. We’d moved around a lot, from a flat to a house to a bed-and-breakfast room, to another house, to a house, to a flat, ’til we got to this one.
When I think of Sarah Dessen, I think of summer. (Even though she does have, I think?, three or four books also set during the school year—Lock and Key, Someone Like You, Saint Anything and What Happened to Goodbye). Her new book, The Rest of the Story, doesn’t disappoint. It is all about summer. It was amazing, truly Dessen-esque, but it hasn’t made its way up to my top 5 of her books.
Here is the summary:
Emma Saylor doesn’t remember a lot about her mother, who died when she was ten.
Firstly, I would love to thank NetGalley for sending over a copy of All The Things We Never Said by Yasmin Rahman to give an honest review. I appreciate it so much.
TRIGGER WARNING:MENTAL ILLNESS, SELF-HARM, SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, SEXUAL ABUSE
16-year-old Mehreen Miah’s anxiety and depression, or ‘Chaos’, as she calls it, has taken over her life, to the point where she can’t bear it any more. So she joins MementoMori, a website that matches people with partners and allocates them a date and method of death, ‘the pact’.
These Witches Don’t Burn is a spellbinding novel to a new series by Isabel Stirling.
It features everything from (gay) witches, first loves and heartbreaks, trying to get over said first love whilst searching for the Blood Witch in town and trying to solve a mystery to meeting a cute ballerina at a party and trying to flirt and hopefully get a date with her.