Oh wow. Let’s talk about Partisan. It’s got a vintage, rustic charm and is full of cute smiley pixies (see Coline in the picture - she’s chief sweet pixie). The staff are bright, beautiful and kind. The cakes are eclectic and bright. I’m having an extended cheat day morning and just had a piece of strawberry and turmeric cake (the cake on the far right up high). I like having cake for breakfast. Before my eggs benedict. I do things differently. Like taking pudding before my main. It keeps people on their toes and me full of cake.

My cappuccino. Full bodied Monmouth coffee. It’s creamy and silky with the oat milk I chose. I’m liking it very much. I love the cup. I can get my fingers though the handle. Bonus as this isn’t always the case. No chocolate sprinkles. What’s the deal on chocolate sprinkles? Is it uncool to put them on the top these days? Was it ever cool? Was it ever supposed to happen?

I’m loving it here. The ambiance is chilled. I’m even hearing some American accents : ) I’m vibing out on the magic of this place. I’m vibing out on historic York and funky independent cafes. I’m also vibing out on the butter icing from the cake. Oh golly. Hold on tight.