The Waffle Files

Quite the underrated gem, Claude's is definitely worth an exploratory visit - there's quite the variety of desserts (think pancakes and Shibuya toasts) and brunch options (quesadillas, pita sandwiches and your usual mac & cheese, full English breakfasts etc).

The waffle had the buttery and salty charisma of a socially fluid scone, whilst elsewhere the dark chocolate sorbet looked broodingly into the distance donning his aviator shades and the sour and very potent espresso sauce – heavily laced with the heady fragrance of Kahlua – kicked some major ass. 4/5

http://secretlifeoffatbacks.com/2015/11/espresso-kahlua-waffle-20f-specialty-coffeehouse/

Fairly intriguing - when all components come together in one mouthful (and you should definitely try it once with the fatty duck skin included) you get tender duck meat and a buttery, slightly sour waffle wet with a tinglingly glacial, pleasingly sour jam-oil suspension. 3.8/5

http://secretlifeoffatbacks.com/2015/11/duck-waffle-20f-specialty-coffeehouse/

The red velvet waffle was of a soft and chewy variety, whilst elsewhere the peppermint ice cream could cure mild sore throats and the milky banana ice cream hid a naughty overnight nutty brownie guest. 3.5/5

http://secretlifeoffatbacks.com/2015/10/red-velvet-waffle-with-ice-cream-archipelago-creamery/

The waffle was crisp and airy with a slight burntness to it, and there was a distinct air of Sahara desert to the concept that neither the sweet and slightly sour lemon curd nor the vanilla ice cream could dispel. Elsewhere, the titular cloud, completely unable to be tackled with utensils, felt like a pretty hindrance and the toasted marshmallows – the one enjoyable thing in the sea of elemental disparateness – deflated wondrously into happy goo in your mouth. 3.1/5

http://secretlifeoffatbacks.com/2015/10/on-cloud-nine-waffle-revelry/

The madagascan vanilla was texturally professional - although for some reason an image of a Baygon can popped up in my head as soon as my tongue made contact - but it is likely to be one of Sunday Folks' weaker flavours. Elsewhere, the legendary waffles were reliably magnificent in their sturdy crisp, and had nothing much else to prove really. 4.1/5

http://secretlifeoffatbacks.com/2015/10/madagascan-vanilla-soft-serve-with-waffles-sunday-folks/

Essentially the perfect funfair/pasar malam-themed date night dessert for lovey dovey couples. The waffles were sweet, soft and crispy on the outside, while the consumption process for the cotton candy may prove to irk (or excite, if you’re an evil dentist) given how they stick oh-so-gluely to utensils. Elsewhere, the earl grey was fairly milky (with actual fig within!) whilst the lavender honey was like a loving tribute to toilet air freshener. 3.7/5

http://secretlifeoffatbacks.com/2015/09/cotton-pop-waffle-with-ice-cream-bunny-and-pony/

The whipped cream was as necessary as the adjectives “frozen” and “free” when using the words ice and gifts respectively (these are examples of “tautology” – English Language Editor) but the pistachio ice cream was deeply roasty, the waffle as soft as chiffon and the freeze-dried strawberries a mouthful of gnomely sour delight. 3.8/5

http://secretlifeoffatbacks.com/2015/09/charcoal-waffle-claudes/

The charcoal waffle itself was soft and bread-like, whilst the gooey salted egg yolk sauce had the grace and refinement of an Orchard Towers performance artiste. Elsewhere, the Famous Amos ice cream – like a chocolate chip remix of cookies and cream – contained an actual Subway-esque cookie while the milkily sweet Thai Red Tea will leave a lingering taste of tea after it departs. 3.4/5

http://secretlifeoffatbacks.com/2015/09/charcoal-waffle-with-salted-egg-yolk-sauce-twenty-grammes/

The waffle was sweet and soft like a bunny’s cottontail butt, whilst the grilled streaky bacon had both the salty, crispy edges of bacon and a hammy body so you essentially get a boinking load of oink for your buck. However, the element that would warrant a repeat visit is their curry-esque Craftsmen sauce, which has a mildly devilish kick and leaves a teasing numbness on le lips. They should set up a spinoff meat joint and just slather this magical potion over steak, chicken chop, cod fish, unicorn flesh etc – ker ching. 4.1/5

This was a hosted meal, courtesy of Craftsmen Specialty Coffee.

http://secretlifeoffatbacks.com/2015/08/savoury-waffle-with-bacon-craftsmen-specialty-coffee/

The waffle slays you with no mercy like you’re a stranger while the pears, possessing firmness and integrity, (wine-)party it up in dignified fashion like CBD blazered men at OverEasy on a Friday night, with the red slices being more rambunctious and wild. 4.3/5

http://secretlifeoffatbacks.com/2015/07/waffle-with-wine-poached-pear-curious-palette/

Essentially bitter dark chocolate ice cream with a margarine-esque drizzle and bready waffles that lack the original signature snowflakes waffles’ killer spiky crisp – the red velvet aspect of affairs here is, like the scarlet wigs donned by Britney Spears and Taylor Swift in their high concept revenge videos, just part of an escapist fantasy. 3.4/5

http://secretlifeoffatbacks.com/2015/08/velvet-jubilee-rabbit-owl-depot/