




In the week after getting home from Mexico, I was meant to do an afternoon shift at work. I was already on Kingsway when I got a call cancelling my student so I decided to walk across Soho to Maison Bertaux, a patisserie recommended to me by a friend a couple of months before. It was a hot, dusty day (thirty degrees plus) and I appreciated the shelter. I wasn’t at all prepared for the interior of Maison Bertaux. It’s a girl’s dream. There are trinkets, ribbons and strips of neon pink mesh fabric everywhere. It was like taking afternoon tea in a princess’s bedroom.
Decorations aside, Maison Bertaux serves great cakes. There is a fantastic, well thought-out selection catering for a loyal customer base. It is clear that the recipes have been perfected over time as the cakes are light and sweet, not dense, clumsy and mass-made like some of the choices at branches of Patisserie Valerie. All sorts of people were sitting in that afternoon: yummy mummies taking a break from shopping, businessmen sneaking in a treat on their lunch break, old ladies chatting away. The staff seem to enjoy working there and are happy to chat and recommend cakes for different occasions. Next time I want to sit and have a long chat with a girlfriend, this is where I’ll go.




