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Keef Wrote:

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> localgirlwithdreads Wrote:

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> > What does Dulwich lack?

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> > Soul

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> Ha ha, I almost posted exactly that last night,

> but didn't think it would be appreciated.


It's not lacking cliches is it.....ok where has got soul?


*Awaits predictable list*


edited to put cynical commemt at end

Mellors and Physio


I agree about the craft shoppy workshop fabric place. I asked the owner of this place http://www.themakelounge.com/ to open a branch here but she wasn't v interested. Imagine a Make Lounge in the old Job Centre premises. Or in the Foxtons premises for that matter

*Bob* Wrote:

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> ???? Wrote:

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> > It's not lacking cliches is it.....ok where has

> > got soul?

> > *Awaits predictable list*

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> Like, Brixton, yeah? Or stokey innit. Or Befnal

> green. Blah.


Dalston / Stoke Newington / Brixton / Peckham / Whitechapel for starters?


Less hand-wringing.

You heard of this place: http://www.ohsewbrixton.co.uk/index.htm


Sounds fab.


Mellors Wrote:

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> Definitely a lovely, trendy craft shop that sells

> wool, fabric, embroidery threads and the like, and

> that runs classes and workshops so we can all

> learn how to sew (or make) our own. With cake.

I'd love a proper New York style "deli" serving cracking American style breakfasts, including eggs 'over easy', waffles and pancakes, along with fresh OJ and good coffee. Needs to be have bustling kind of vibe with good tunes, clanging plates, and general busy-ness. It would need to be staffed with proper hospitality professionals who are super-efficient, even if a little gruff sometimes. Would need a long bar where you can watch them prepare drinks while you have your coffee (alone and child-free) and read the paper. At lunchtime they would do oversized sandwiches with pastrami, onions on sourdough, maybe with a touch of mayo.


I have spent some time thinking about this.

Now THAT is something I would get excited about!


Ahhhhhh, a proper gleaming short stack with maple syrup for breakfast. For lunch, corned beef on rye with mustard and saurcraut, a giant dill and garlic pickle on the side. A big frosty glass of iced tea...... oh what the hell make it a Long Island iced tea.......


Keep talkin' quickbrownfox!

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