"It’s impossible to be unhappy at The Table Café. The Southwark brunch spot has a menu that’s divided into ‘the benedicts’, waffles and pancakes, fry-ups, and burgers. It’s hearty, quality stuff—much like the playlist which features a lot (a.k.a. the right amount) of Bryan Adams. Hugs are exchanged over huge stacks of toasted bagels with cascading waterfalls of baked beans, and business meetings are all but abandoned as a pancake tower with apricot compote hits the table and demands your undivided attention. It’s a busy, happy place where birthdays are celebrated, parents are taken out for coffee, and you and your work bestie have a meeting about the meeting you just attended. Turns out the equation for happiness is eating thick slabs of halloumi in a Scandi-style canteen—with light, pine-coloured seats, generous swathes of foliage, the odd wildflower—while listening to Summer Of '69 on repeat." - Sinéad Cranna
