Nestled in Kentish Town, this cozy cafe serves hearty English breakfasts and comforting Italian dishes amid local art, all courtesy of the vibrant Mario.
"This old-school, box-sized greasy spoon is a much-loved part of the Kentish Town community—and you only need to spend one morning here to understand why. Mario’s is a place that runs on second-home feeling and second-home portions. You’ll see a plate spilling over on pretty much every formica table, whether it’s an always-reliable fry-up or a slab of saucy lasagne and chips. It’s popular with everyone, be it lifelong neighbours or a hip ‘freelance’ group of friends. Especially because a tenner still goes a long way here. photo credit: Koray Firat photo credit: Koray Firat photo credit: Koray Firat" - Jake Missing
"Mario’s (est. 1958 but with some name changes along the way) is the king of Kentish Town’s old-school greasy spoons and a home-style Italian restaurant. The menu’s nothing fancy, just large servings of well-cooked food at great-value prices—if you spent £10 on food here, we’d actually be worried. Penne, lasagne, and toasted sandwiches are strong points, and the breakfasts are better and cheaper than a lot of the local competition." - Richard Ehrlich 3, Oliver Feldman, Jake Oliver
"The coolest thing about Mario’s is that it has been immortalised in a pop song. But if the caff itself was a band, it would only have one member: Mario Saggese, on drums, guitar, bass, cookery, service, coffee-making, management, front of house and plenty more besides, including shooting the breeze with his devoted regulars. It may be the artiest caff in London, thanks to its creative crowd, all the photos on the walls and Mario himself, who has the old-school, north London jazz guy demeanour of somebody like Gilles Peterson. Mario is an excellent cook too, rushing into the back to knock together whatever’s been ordered, like a dad rustling up dinner for his kids. Remarkably, he manages to keep conversations going at the same time, literally shouting to customers from the kitchen while he fries an escalope or tosses pasta with sauce. Interestingly, Mario’s is actually a caff within a caff, in that it used to be Tony’s Restaurant, which Mario’s grandad opened in 1958. After a fallow period, Mario’s dad reopened the place in the 1980s, before suffering a heart attack and handing it over to his son, who made it his own." - Isaac Rangaswami
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