He'll not consider a shopping trip unless he has secured a cast iron guarantee of a cafe stop and he likes to have negotiated where he'll be dining before we set out. He also likes to have thrashed out whether it's breakfast, brunch or just lunch, nothing is left to chance.
I've given up saying where I'd like to go, if we're off to Bath I just turn to him as we get into the car and say 'ok, where are we eating?' and he'll announce the day's choice. Fortunately some of my taste appears to have rubbed off on him so we're pretty compatible cafe goers.
He's such a bon viveur that he's now far more interested in the cafe stop than in the shopping or sight seeing. Before Christmas I took him and his older brother to see a truly beautiful light installation at a Bath museum. He thought it was quite pretty but was far more interested in getting into the cafe to see what it had to offer. He even rates them and has his own league table of his favourite spots.
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The little son has listened intently to it all but perked up visibly when I mentioned Tiffany's and how it was in one of my favourite films, Breakfast at Tiffany's.
'So mum, what's the cafe like there then?' he asked eagerly.
A distinct frown appeared on his little face when I told him that there isn't a cafe in Tiffany's, that it's a very famous jewellery store on Fifth Avenue.
'So if there's no cafe, why did she keep going there for breakfast then?' he replied.
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