Squat and Gobble
If Willy Wonka branched out and included savoury snacks in his calorific line up, this is the kind of place he would run. A huge menu takes up one of the walls and the choice is a head-messer, even when you're not monstrously hungover and find yourself fancying more than a bacon-buttie and a cup of bricky's tea. The mammoth doorstop sandwiches, the generously concocted salads, the golden potato wedges you get with some fat tuna fish-cakes... they're all worth the queuing. The only thing missing is the little orange midgets.