London’s 3rd gift to the world
The Greasy spoon, Caff or Café. Call them what you like they have been the backbone of most Londoners’ experience of food outside the house since at least the 1940s if not earlier.
Built on a backbone of bubble & squeak, bacon, sausage, eggs, chips & beans they have defined food for so many. Even as the Starbucks, Coffee Republics, & Prêts take over more and more space there are a few gems left for us to savour as Londoners.
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Personal favourites are The New Piccadilly on Denham Street which has stood the test of time since at least the early 1950s. The décor harks back to a time when Formica was a cutting edge material and coffees were simply white, latte or a cappuccino. Skinny milk was unheard of and prices were not borderline criminal as they are today.
So, as # three in our serious of gifts to the world from London, I give you the humble caff. God bless’em.
Do you want sauce with that?