Collective

Every morning at this Kennington Park cafe feels like the weekend. There's something about the white picket fence that surrounds Collective—and the fact that it suddenly comes into view, beyond fluffy trees, like a fairy tale cottage—that just melts stress. We like to sit outside, by the thick wooden counter that looks out over the park. Because watching this many dogs tumble about while drinking a good-quality hot chocolate is a dopamine hit we usually don't get until Saturday. The pastries are pretty decent, but really they're an accessory to your wholesome morning and the feel-good scene, rather than the main reason to go here.