They are pretty awesome here with never to disappoint food and people who give a shit serving it. I come here either by myself to write or for a morning after booze soak up and it really is the ideal place to drown yourself in a coffee and pretend that the rest of the world doesn’t exist.
Let’s at least start with the good stuff. The ham hock terrine with sour cherries and sourcraut is what you’d expect- tasty, well balanced and in two sizes depending on how hungry you are. Classic breakfasts are also winners, but if you like your Birchers flavorsome and interesting, perhaps this is not your place. Prawn spaghetti with chilli and oil is lovely as well, although perhaps you might have had it better elsewhere and the pulled lam shoulder sandwich is just what you need if you want the lovechild of a reuben sandwich and nan’s Sunday roast.
