Greggs

They say you can judge the chav quotient of a town in England by how many Greggs they have on the high street. Well slap my ass and call me a chav, cause sometimes it just really hits the spot.
Today I got a chicken bake. Standard! And a chicken and bacon toasted sandwich. Oooh I’d pass on that if I was you. Dodgy. They heated it up for me and it promptly fell apart, also the cheese seemed to be on the outside. Croque monsieur Greggs style?! Sacre bleu!
BUT they have the Greggnuts, which is cronut I imagine, for £1! I mean that is some deal. They also have caramel custard donuts for 90p. Bargain!
Also the staff are lovely.

One of the branches in London offering the Greggsnut, i.e. a non-​Cronut. There were a few people in line, but not for the cro-​not. They were pre-​made, 3 of each on trays in the display. They looked like the pictures on the website. Got 1 of each for £1.25/cronot, summer berries and caramel pecan. Got some coffee and took a bite of each, and they’re disgusting. Hard and sugar glazed, like bad, stale crullers. Definitely not anything like real cronuts. Disappointed, shoved them in a bag to go. Later, decided to give another go and popped them in a microwave. And guess what, they’re fabulous. With a bit of heat, they managed to transform themselves into lumps of chewy goodness oozing with caramel and berry compote. Devoured in 1 sitting with masses of coffee. Not bad in and of itself, just don’t think of the Greggsnut as a Cronut.