Daughters have an in-built ability to make parents feel terribly guilty, at a moment’s notice. My daughter exercised this skill recently, by pointing out that I rarely spend time with only her.
I was affronted at first, this revelation came at the end of a week where I’d let her stay up every night specifically to spend extra time with her.
“But Rob is around at night and Greg is around in the day. When I’m at school you’re alone with Greg and when I go to bed you’re alone with Rob. Never me!” she pointed out.
I felt terrible, she was right! Either my partner or my son was present for all time spent with my daughter. So I vowed to take her out that weekend, just us.
I’d seen an amazing looking hot chocolate on Instagram, Emma had seen it too and we were determined to hunt it down and experience it for ourselves. Luckily, it was made in a local independent coffee shop near where we live, so we popped down to the Cleethorpes branch.
The colour pop décor was great and the whole menu looked gorgeous. I had a really posh sandwich and Emma had an ultra cute children’s plate:
We followed this delicious course with cakes, but I can’t share the cakes and then face my weight watchers meeting on Tuesday, they’ll know how badly I’ve cheated.
However, I will share the three stages of receiving the very Instagrammable hot chocolate.
3. Joy and acceptance:
So if you find yourself in the Grimsby area (Cleethorpes is the touristy bit that people visit for the beach), then I strongly recommend you head on down to Riverhead Coffee. It’s child friendly (actually really friendly in general), the food is great and the cakes and drinks are what dreams are made of.