To anyone who turned up at TInseltown for last breakfast, apologies. I can only say that there was some fairly vital information missing from the information Tinseltown’s website. It should have gone something like this:
Tinseltown – 24 hour* diner
*N.B. “24 Hour” used here for illustrative purposes only. Actual opening hours may be smaller than depicted.
Yes indeed. The 24 hour diner was in fact closed when we arrived, for cleaning. What a wonderfully chosen time to perform these duties – 7am til 10am. Of course, there’s no chance that anyone might imagine that they could turn up to a 24 hour diner at, say, breakfast time and expect it to be open. No, surely not. It would truly be an astounding assumption that if, perchance, an establishment were to advertise a full breakfast menu its website, that it might actually be open during the hours at which one might want to take breakfast.
But enough about the never-again-to-be-mentioned place that has befouled our spotless record of fine breakfasting organisation with its bare-faced misrepresentation and general all round uselesness. Let us not dwell on that particular repository of shame a moment longer.
Leaving a note on the door with a phone number to guide any late arriving breakfasters to our whereabouts, we set out on a Breakfast seeking adventure around the streets of Farringdon, eventually settling down at the Madeira cafe, directly opposite Farringdon station. This eatery, having the good grace to actually be serving food during its advertised period of business, we got our orders in as quickly as possible and awaited our much anticipated sustenance
The resulting spread was reasonable – not astounding by any stretch, but certainly a good sight better than sweet nothing at all which is ALL WE GOT AT TINSELTOWN!! Sorry. Distracted for a moment there. Back to Cafe Madeira. Standout features were:
- Ciabatta toast. A first in our breakfasting travels, and a superb addition to the standard breakfast repetoire. Bonus points for this.
- Only one sausage. But the loooooooongest one you ever saw. And cut in half, lengthways to look like two. An interesting innovation – it formed a sort of barricade against which the sea of beans lapped, menacingly. Sadly, my one at least was slightly overcooked.
- Minus a point for delivering white coffees all round without asking how anyone would like theirs served
Also in favour of this caff, it’s about 2 seconds walk from Farringdon station, which counts for a lot when one is hungry. Oh, and I nearly forgot. Plus about a thousand bonus points for ACTUALLY BEING OPEN AT ALL. Sorry. Sorry. Distracted again. In all seriousness, although I wouldn’t necessarily rush back to Madeira, they do at least put their own unique slant onto the tried and tested Breakfast formula without straying too far from the straight and narrow.