8th August 2007
TheMoth is right about them there queues! Franks is a proper good old fasioned no thrills greasy spoon/sarnie bar. Run by a family of friendly Italians who can whip up a ham salad bap faster than you can say spaghetti.
Breakfast here is the forte though, any combinations of fri-up you can imagine gets gobbled up by local builders hunched over cool formica 60's tables and benches. The toast here really is something else, freshly cut bloomer bread makes for a crispy crust and fluffy white insides, AND they have just the right touch with marmite too, not too little, not too much, masterful! All washed down with proper tea the colour of bricks, it's a joy.