London’s Best Italian Caffs, According to Caffs Not Cafes Instagram - Eater London
"Anyone who has ever been to the Scottish Highlands might have stumbled across a bothy, one of those remote mountainside cabins which are left unlocked for someone to take shelter for the night. Surprisingly, west London has something quite similar, in the form of Frank’s Sandwich Bar, a shack perched precariously on the edge above a section of railway line, at the exact midpoint between Kensington and Hammersmith. It’s an extremely unusual place to have a building, even more so a functioning restaurant. Fascinatingly, it used to be a railway signalling box, a raised wooden hut where early rail workers used to wave flags at passing train drivers to stop them from crashing into each other. Since 1954 this hut has taken on an even more practical purpose, as a sandwich caff, run by multiple generations of the Cura family. They focus on the classics: eggs, sausages and rashers of bacon, fried in batches on a flat top grill, then slipped inside slices of white bread or buttery crusty rolls, to be enjoyed from the comfort of a time-worn stool." - Isaac Rangaswami
