S.E.S Cafeteria · Sub-Basement 2
Open to operatives, junior recruits, and trusted canine assets. Pay with S.E.S card only - top-up stations in the Black Fortress. Strictly no photographs.
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Vet-approved. Tail-wag guaranteed. Strictly no chocolate.
Oat flour ring, smooth peanut butter glaze, banana sprinkle.
Douglas's personal favourite. Fights have broken out.
For sharing. He won't share.
Yoghurt frosting, single candle, lots of dignity.
Extra-hard baked ring for serious chewers. Keeps Douglas busy for at least an hour.
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Straight from the book - the snacks that fuel a junior operative.
Herbert's standard pre-mission breakfast.
Two straws. One for Douglas. Always.
Wood-fired, stretchy mozzarella, proper spicy pepperoni. Franco's own recipe.
Cloudy, zesty, ice-cold. Bottled down on Electric Avenue.
Chocolate chunks, gold sprinkles and a toffee crunch in every bite. House favourite.
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Inside the cavern beneath the S.E.S - 100 automatic stations in a circle, served in edible black-and-gold wafer cups.
Piled high with cream, marshmallows, mini Maltesers and golden chocolate sprinkles. Pure Chilean cocoa - flown in by eagle from the mountains.
Served in a black-and-gold wafer cup that doesn't go soggy. Drink the coffee, eat the cup.
Shoots out of a tube pre-warmed and pre-packaged. Hattie-approved. Tail-wag confirmed.
Hundreds of flavours, colours and toppings spiralling up into a pointed dome above the café.
Tube-fired, pre-warmed, pre-packaged. Pick a flavour, catch it before the next train leaves.
From the rarest cocoa trees of Chile. Eagle-collected. The purest chocolate you can get.
Requested by Hattie. Oat-rich, golden, built for serious dunking - stacked tall and ready by the platform.
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Iced, suspicious, and uncannily perfect. Recipe origin: classified.
Choux pastry, crème pâtissière, dark chocolate fondant. The original.
Levantine inspiration. Light, floral, and a little bit too good.
Said to make agents talk. Probably the sugar.
Strong enough to keep you awake on a stakeout.
Fresh strawberries and clouds of whipped cream. Summer in a choux.
Hedgerow blackberries, stewed apple, vanilla cream. Tastes like a country walk.
Sharp lemon zest folded through soft cream. Wakes you up better than coffee.
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Hand-reared at an undisclosed Wandsworth allotment by [REDACTED].
Six garden snails, garlic, parsley, an indecent amount of butter.
Flaky pastry, cream, thyme. Surprisingly comforting.
Charred, smoky, North African heat.
Three preparations. For the curious and the foolish.
Six dark chocolate snail shells with a soft hazelnut praline centre. Sweet, sneaky, no garlic.