rainy day london

Friday, March 16th, 2012

It’s so dark and on the verge of a big storm in LA today that I’m reminded of my visit to London last fall. There’s something so wonderful about having the quality of light change all around you. Dramatic, moody, comforting. Such a shift from the constant cheerful sun in LA. This was Abby’s london kitchen on a particularly gloomy day (here it is on a sunny day) right before we went for a walk to Borough market. It was so grey and rainy and wonderful and then we ate all the pastries we could get our hands on.

Later we went to Leila’s where I wish I could spend every rainy day.

Leila’s in London

Monday, November 21st, 2011

When I was in London, Abby and I stumbled across Leila’s while checking out design stores in Shoreditch. Something about it called to us. And even though we had just finished an indulgent lunch, we decided to take a seat and be at Leila’s for a while.

It took a while to even figure out how to order. Who to order from. What to get. We ended up with ‘milky coffees’. Delicious and made me jittery with caffeine.

Leila’s feels like walking into a friend’s house. Where’s the cash register? Am I allowed in the kitchen? Do you work here or are you hanging out? I was shy about taking out the big camera in such an intimate space. I finally asked permission to take photos and was directed to Leila herself, sitting at the big communal table about 3 feet from me. She happily obliged and I tried my best to snap some pictures without looking like paparazzi.

Loved the modern green stools with the farmhouse table. And loved how people kept coming in and out and sitting with Leila-employees? friends? Who knows.

The kitchen was right out in the open so you could see everything being prepared (like our milky coffees), it was so familiar and warm.

It was raining out and getting dark and I honestly could have stayed there all afternoon. Instead we left and discovered that Leila also runs a small grocery store right next door:

They cracked some cobnuts for us because we had no idea what they were. Still don’t. But they were delicious.

This was one of those afternoons that came out of nowhere and was one of the highlights of the trip. We were supposed to rush around seeing all kinds of things. Instead we sat and felt cozy and warm and, oddly, at home.