The ebcb is delightful. Plump, stumpy chips. The egg nestling between bacon and chips, like the VIP area at Live8. The beans forming a more informal culinary moshpit.
Simple condiment set-up. Basic colours, complimentary, like a colour wheel from a fashionable tile company.
And those tiles are brilliant. You could spend a productive thirty minutes just staring at them, working out the pattern permutations, imagining little mazes.
Lovely tables too. Is it formica? I don't know. I'm never really sure what formica actually is, but they're lovely. And make you think you should start talking like Tony Hancock.
The interior is all shiney tiles, patinaed wood and fading Juventas posters. I could live here.
This place is genius. And it's right opposite the tube. Get yourself down there. Spend some time in a heavenly timewarp.