Since moving to London three years ago, Duck and Waffle has been on my food bucket list for a long time. Not only to try the food that everyone raves on about, but to experience the view from 40 floors high. Every time I tried booking to go for breakfast or any other meal it was always fully booked at least a month in advance. For someone who can’t usually pre-plan that far ahead it was just wasn’t a good idea to book months in advance.
Over lunch with Jasimmine who writes over at Posh, Broke & Bored, she mentioned how she used to visit Duck and Waffle in her ball gowns after luxe parties feeling a little fragile. Especially as Duck and Waffle is open 24 hours a day, it is accessible for those sudden spontaneous visits. When J had mentioned her early morning visits and walk in service between 12am and 6am, the cogs at the back of my head started turning and the idea of waking up at 4am to make it for a 5am visit seemed like a great idea at the time. You all know what they say though… “the early bird catches the worm”.
When we first arrived, the restaurant was completely empty, the sky was a deep blue and London was still fast asleep.
Leonor and I started with coffee, especially after waking up so early we definitely had heavy heads. The coffee refuelled us and we ready for the sun to rise. I was so worried that we wouldn’t be able to see the sun because of the overcast clouds that had appeared, but the sun rose and the clouds dispersed just for me.
As the sun rays started to shine through the glass windows, we decided it was time to order some breakfast whilst enjoying the warm heat against our faces after a chilly start to the day.
I had the duck egg en cocotte with wild mushrooms, gruyère (a type of cheese) and truffle served with toasted bread soldiers.
Leonor ordered the Colombian eggs with toast, avocado and an addition of smoked salmon.
As we tucked in, London started to wake. There were many more cars on the road, people were walking to work on the footpaths and the sun was shining.
London looked glorious in the golden hour. I was genuinely lost for words. Something you can only understand when you experience it for yourself, so I urge everyone and anyone visiting or living London to try it.
A smashing morning ticking something off my London bucket list. Little did I know that I was going to be greeted with some even better news a hour or so later… I got my results back from my final year university exams stating that I passed everything. I am going to be graduating in BSc Biochemistry!
“Even the darkest nights will end and the sun will rise.”
Until next time…