Not only do these fuckers sell a surprisingly nice coffee they also are a-brim with stuff that actually calls out my name when I walk past it.
I honestly am addicted to their sausage baguette lightly drizzled with ketchup and a large black americano.
Like any savouries or sweets with that ? Well, funny you should ask… I’ll take a Belgian bun please…what’s that you say? 2 for a pound? Well, why not.
Ate like a King I did, when all I went in for was a yoghurt pot and granola.