If i was to add sentimental value, this place would get 4 stars as it’s tradition for my Dad and I to go here on Xmas Eve before embarking on our own Mission Impossible of finding my mum a Xmas present. Proper greasy spoon run by a bunch of friendly Greek/Turkish folk, I forget which, who call everybody ‘Boss’(good for those down days). Food is typical café food but at student friendly prices. No matter what time of year I go in there always seem to be a few of the same people in there who I have assigned new names. In a loving way of course. Transitioning Michael Jackson(white but still afroed but female) and pre 3rd nose job Cher for example. Despite appearances of the place and the low prices the food is quite nice and does the job. The décor reminds me of My Big Fat Greek Wedding with elaborate landscapes painted on the wall alongside huge mirrors. Still, it’s nice. See you next Xmas dear Rumpy.
