Aymi Café, St Albans

This is one of those occasions where I’ve opened word to write about something else and have found myself writing about the lunch currently digesting in my belly. I’m not sure how interesting it is for anyone but me, but hey; my blog, my musings.

The weather right now is a delight. It’s like February just really wanted in on the spring action so has decided to go for it, even if everyone else is left feeling hella confused. This time last year the Beast from the East was here; this year, we got blossom and ice cream. Yes, that’s right; I JUST HAD AN ICE CREAM. I’m such a stereotypical Brit, losing my shit at the first sign of blue skies.

G was a teensy bit hungover when we got up this morning but I had a real urge to not let the blue skies pass us by whilst we sat on the sofa, still in a it’s-mid-winter mindset. So I suggested we head out for a walk and maybe go check out Aymi Café – a relatively new boutique café – which has been on my radar for a while thanks to its major instagramability (totally a word), but I’ve yet to nip in as it’s about a mile out from the centre (aka, not within five minutes from my flat; someone hand me the world’s smallest violin).

It was a cracking day for a lil walk though so we made our way across town for spot of lunch.

Aymi Café, St Albans

Aymi Café, St Albans


As I knew it would be, Aymi’s décor was a joy. Think pale greys & rose golds, with white tables and cute succulents. And that flower wall. Yes, I do want to recreate in my own house one day. There’s a sofa running along one wall, with blue & gold cushions to settle into, and the counter is adorned with a big selection of cakes, scones and brownies. Oh and they also do a beetroot latte should that kind of thing float your boat (tbf, they look cute and pink which tempted me despite the fact I don’t even drink coffee).

We both went for open sandwiches; I had the goat’s cheese, beetroot, rocket, walnut & balsamic and G had the bresaola, parmesan, rocket & tomatoes; both on a slice of toasted sourdough. They were both beautifully presented, and really, like really, tasty. Like okay-I’m-a-bit-surprised-at-how-good-this-is level of tasty.

I was keen to try out the cake selection but eating ice cream and sitting in the sun seemed like too good an opportunity to miss IN FEBRUARY so we heading back out to find the ice cream parlour in town. I shall, however, be heading back to Aymi to delve into their menu further – and take more photos of that flower wall of course.

Aymi Café, St Albans

Aymi Café, St Albans