Notes on outfit: More kimonos, more graffiti. I can see a pattern forming.
I love living in the center of town as I can wander around exploring all the little cafes and shops off the beaten path of the high street. Despite this love for urban adventure, there’s one place I always come back to – Home Sweet Home.
No, I’m not getting all sentimental over my family home. This humble little cafe resides in the ever popular Northern Quarter, just off Thomas Street. If you’re looking for something much more filling than afternoon tea, this place is your one stop for delicious food to fill your belly.
Just take a moment to appreciate the sheer volume of cake that landed on my plate. Home Sweet Home has become well known for providing an incredible array of cakes that laugh in the face of the typical triangle sarnies and macrons you’d likely pay double for within the local area.
This hefty portion was comprised of fresh lemon sponge, tones of vanilla icing, party rings and edible glitter. It literally clogged my arteries just looking at it – and I loved every moment. Bakorama supply these incredible cakes and instead of a waiter spinning off various options, the staff implore you to check out the cakes for yourself and head over to the counter.
I was in a sugary daze when I saw what was on offer, hence why I picked the most colourful creation I could find. It’s very tempting think with your eyes, but do consider the flavor. After all, a cake you’re not fond of isn’t worth the instagram likes. Be honest with yourself!
Once famous for its cheese burger toastie, my fella opted for the classic creation. This certainly put my vegetarianism on the edge as not only did it look incredible, the smell put me in a trance. Ryan wolfed his meal in the time it took me to take down only half of my cake.
In desperate need of caffeine, I went for the flat white. I know, how boring! If you try Home Sweet Home, be sure to check out their fruit teas, that’s definitely where it’s at. Their Moroccan Mint brew is the perfect accompaniment for the sugary hit of a Bakorama cake. The freshness will cleanse your palette to take on that one last bite of cake and heck, you’ll almost kid yourself you’re having a healthy lunch.
I do love Home Sweet Home, but I hate the lunchtime rush. This place is perfect, but the small setting makes it a nightmare during peak hours, as with anywhere I suppose. I love seeing small local businesses do well though, especially one as wonderful as this, so perhaps it’s a blessing in disguise. If you’re looking to try this place I’d say avoid peak times just so nothing gets in the way of your experience.
Home Sweet Home is a brilliant little spot and a testament to the Northern Quarter. Staying true to its roots, this place will always be one of my favourite spots to lurk.