Milk Jug

The menu was pure breakfast and brunch with hearty and healthier options, finished off with a confidence-inducing drink selection (all the staples with a few brunchy extras)…

The Monocle Café

The coffee was served not long after, and beautifully presented. I loved the attention to detail: from the wooden serving tray to the little branded chocolate served on the side. But of course, it was all about the mocha, which I could tell just by looking at it that it would be a joy to sip on.

Attendant

The wrought-iron caging and narrow staircase decorated in tiles resemble a cross between a tube station and – well, there’s no escaping it – an old-fashioned public toilet; thankfully, the at the end of it the air is full of pleasant aromas of brewed coffee and cheese toasties.

Burr & Co.

I passed the Burr & Co., – it looked like my kind of place. Classy decor, with that upmarket deli/brunchy feel I could loosely compare to Robouchon on London’s Piccadilly (only slightly less busy)…

The Tartan Pig coffee house

Our drinks arrived first, and I looked at mine in despair. Judging the book by its cover, I was expecting a weak, pale, milky concoction. I gave it a stir and then I spotted bits of melted chocolate on the bottom of the glass – a reassuring sight.