Despite being billed as child friendly, Where the Pancakes are, has a decidedly tranquil atmosphere which my child was determined to shatter. They have a fabulous kids menu that my child refused to eat from and 2 highchairs but space is tight and you can’t book so in theory you could miss out on the highchair situ if some other plucky mum beat you to it.
The pancakes are excellent. Truly. The service is a bit ethereal and happens in its own time. Not when perhaps you desperately want it to because you’re child will not stop shrieking. But once the food arrives you are golden for at least 5 minutes.
The decor is muted and tasteful and very instagramable and although I know I can bring Max here, if quite like to come again without him. Perhaps with a lover, over a leisurely breakfast with tousled hair. One can but dream.
What’s good? The Welsh rarebit and the banana praline marshmallow are both tremendous.
Kid friendly? Yes. On paper. In practice, a pinch less so.
✓baby change facilities
✓cool with breastfeeding
✗loads of other parents
✓space for buggies