I stopped there for breakfast. Not a good idea. Quite spacious and set in an art gallery. The coffee was cold. I was alone in the restaurant the only noise was the rather loud chatter from the kitchen. For breakfast only one slice of toast looking lonely in a basket. The eggs were as ordered but crispy at the bottom so overcooked in my view. As for the butter the little tub was empty obviously recycled from a previous customer. I had to ask for a sealed tub. The marmalade was served in a pot obviously recycled from a previous customer and topped up. the spoon was sticky and so was the jam pot Bacon had absolutely no fat on and was not crisp. The borewors was tasty and moist. All the food was cold. I was in a hurry so I ate the food and informed the waiter that it was a disaster. When I asked to speak to the owner I was told he was away. A case of when the cats are away the mice will play?
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