"Most mornings at Beppe’s Café, solo diners, spreading butter over a spread of broadsheets, can be found next to gilet-wearing bros and power suits. The common point of interest is the fry-ups: comforting plates piled high with crispy-edged sausages, charred rashers of smoky bacon, and decadent slices of fried bread. The family working here is always on hand with a cheery word or a bit of gossip, and the green booths at this Farringdon caff are primed for a post-breakfast nap. " - rianne shlebak, jake missing, sinead cranna