Thurs, 10 March 2016, 12:34 pm: A light lunch will sustain me through my afternoon of theatre. I sit down at a trendy vegetarian place at 2 St. Paul’s Churchyard.
It’s not on their regular menu, but as a daily special Le Pain Quotidien is peddling one of my favorite soups.
It’s possible my palate is not the most refined, but I can’t tell whether the bread it comes with tastes seasonal or organic. I assure you it does not taste like beer. If it did my TripAdvisor review might be better.
Buttressing the stereotype that vegetarians are pacifists, the managers of this eatery are not going to fight with you if you don’t like their prearranged tip policy.
I didn’t balk at the 12.5%, but I would’ve been happier if their vegetarian offerings had been more chips and salsa, less beetroot hummus.
I find out later that there are a dozen or so Le Pain Quotidien outlets throughout London, enough to serve all of the city’s flavour-averse hippies who don’t like to tip.