Zulma E.
Yelp
A waste fo time, don't believe the hype. This place must be living from past glory. First I was told I had to sit at the back of the shop, as there was no room at the front. The place was almost empty, apart from a few old timers reading newspapers in the window seats. Okay, fair enough, what with COVID I didn't want to make them nervous so went to the back. Sat down at a two table seat, after a few minutes it began to annoy me because it wobbled so much, no more tables for two, so I moved to the only one available, a five seater.
The snappy staff, whose accents and broken English I struggled to understand then told me to move to the small table. No please or thank you. I explained I'd done that already and they needed to invest in a new table. She got snappier and told me if more customers came in then I would have to move. I told her that if she hurried up and brought my order then I wouldn't be around for too long anyway. There was a more welcoming atmosphere on Mars. Eventually the order came, simple. Earl Grey Tea and a Bacon Bap. Now I'm from the North, when they bring me tea, they bring tea. This came in a tiny pot, that struggled to fill the cup. I swear my Nan had a budgerigar that must have consumed more liquid than this during the course of his day. No milk (not that i have milk in Earl Grey) but plenty do and to have been presented with the option would have been nice. No sugar either and after being scolded twice already I didn't want to ask.
Now the Bacon Bap, that was something else, three slices of streaky I had to send out a search party to find. When located they were twenty seconds from incineration and beyond rescue. Must of cost them five pence a slice. The bread itself was actually quite nice, just a pity most of the bap inside was swimming in either oil or fat. Again, not a patch on a northern Bacon Butty, which is usually brimming with smoked back bacon, served with real butter on the side should you want it and a selection of sauces. This place, for the price was very disappointing. Loads of room for improvement. Better bacon and more of it, bigger pots of tea served with milk and sugar and most importantly warmer friendlier staff. Being snappy and moving from table to table at speed doesn't convince me of hard work, more importantly it doesn't make for a great atmosphere. I don't need to return.