So, at the sight of the long queue ordering cinnamon rolls in unison, I got one to take out so I could enjoy it in the morning, warmed it in the oven so the syrup oozes out. Dense and more filling that I’d expected it was the perfect Winter breakfast. They had an impressive selection of specialist scandi bakes, including Finnish Karelian pies made with cream and rice, which I’ve not seen anywhere in London. I still savour the memory of the traditional one I had in Helsinki with Lina of The New New Yorkers blog, and must try one here to compare.
Unfortunately it was as expensive as Sweden too; their smoked salmon on rye was £4.40 which is a lot for what is essentially half a sandwich and a minute one at that, even in Soho. But the cosy yet studious atmosphere has truly replicated that of my favourite coffee shops in Sweden, and for this I will be back.
The only other coffee shop I’ve come across with proper Nordic authenticity is Takk in Manchester, read about it here .