The Book Club is bringing Espresso Martini pancakes to Shoreditch for Pancake Day.
The famous backstory re: the Espresso Martini is that it was originally made for some nutter (or legend, depending how you look at it) who wanted a drink that would, and I quote, wake him up and fuck him up.
But, soon, there’ll be a plate of pancakes that will fuck you up too, and the caffeine addict within me is already buzzing at breakneck speed. Behold, the Espresso Martini pancake! A boozy stack of fluffy American pancakes, glued together with delicious Kahlua Cream, covered in chocolate, Espresso and vodka sauce and topped with even more Kahlua Cream. If that hasn’t sold it to you then I don’t know what will.