dinner at breakfast club? who cares... this was your dining experience earlier in the week when you're in london.
breakfast club which technically doesn't serve breakfast early enough based on their opening hour...
the entrance of the breakfast club
the interior, a little wear down but still has the charming eastender atmosphere
you're fooled by the retro fridge at one glance, that fridge is actually a door, an entrance to a room...
your tap water serves in a beer bottle
and a glass of superman juice... you have no idea why it's called superman, it's a non-boozy virgin drink.... a refreshing combo of cucumber, tomato, apple and pear juice, freshly pressed!
moroccon style chicken salad
and a falafel to accompany the salad main dish
the skydiver wall paper in the ladies toilet, it amuses you as you sort of putting the superman drink into perspective... but that's just your thought musing ^^.
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