There is no idea more romantic than sitting with a cup of freshly brewed rose tea or a Cappuccino indulging in a well-stuffed sandwich on a comfortable suede armchair placed in an airy room with high ceilings, beside a misty window that overlooks a quaint street with wet tar patches strewn with leaves and vibrant red flowers from a Gulmohur tree on a wet monsoon evening.

The Tres Leche was nice and moist and came topped with heavy cream