Cassava fries at Canela Carnaby Street, because somehow eating fries that aren’t “potato” always seems so much healthier.
Pão de queijo or Brazilian cheese bread, in plain or chorizo. I liked the plain version for its stupendously smooth texture, although bite sized chorizo bits do make my belly smile.
Coxinha, a cone of mashed chicken with onions and herbs. Tastes better than it looks!
Grilled chicken salad with goat’s cheese and honey glazed red onion. Really, for a chicken salad, this is pretty darn awesome.
Cakes! Sweets! Heaven!
Canela’s range of desserts is pretty astounding for the teeny tiny establishment that it is. The apple & cinnamon tart (which comes in mammoth size or mammoth size) looked divine. I didn’t end up getting any though 
Freshly squeezed lemonade. So packed full of lemony-sourness I was convinced it would grow hairs on my.. um… nothing. But then I realised the sugar had all sank to the bottom.
Killer wine bar and coffee machine. Again, impressive considering the place only sits like what, eight people?
Canela Cafe
1 Newburgh Street
London, W1F 7RB
0207 494 9980
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