Amigo's is just one of those lovely places you stumble across while you're looking for something else, and you're grateful and you reconcile yourself to not looking for the original thing and decide to have an early lunch / late second breakfast instead.
Lovely grub. Orderly left to right arrangment. The egg might easily be a scale model of a volcano. The chips and nice and crisp. Lots of bacon. Textbook.
Comprehensive condiment cluster. Flawless.
They've got those lovely orange plastic chairs. I love them. You very rarely see them in any different colour. Except sometimes a nice brown.
Nice art. And that scary prospect - additional seating downstairs.