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Words of wisdom, courtesy of the Sanderson Hotel

I have been obsessed with London’s Monmouth Coffee for more than a year, ever since moving to London for six months and hanging out in my brother and sister-in-law’s old neighborhood on Saturday mornings.  Until recently, they lived in Bermondsey, where a handful of small food and drink producers and wholesalers set up shop a block from their place on the weekends.  Monmouth roasts their coffee on nearby Maltby Street and opened their doors on Saturdays to sell single-brew coffee and pastries.

I loved everything about the Saturday experience: the strong scent of coffee roasting, the at-once quiet and busy vibe of their shop and production site, sampling their African and Latin American coffees, and sipping my brew on the haphazardly-set-up folding chairs right outside the shop.

So imagine my dismay when I heard both that H&M were moving and that Monmouth was closing Maltby Street on Saturdays.  I’m still not over it despite the fact that I’m back in NYC, but this time I was smart enough to visit both their Covent Garden and Borough Market shops so that I could bring some coffee home.

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