The Breakfast Club, Hoxton, London
Whilst I was in London, the fiancé’s sister (who very kindly put us up for the weekend, thank you) decided to take us for breakfast in The Breakfast Club. I hadn’t been before, so the whole experience was wonderful.
It reminded me a lot of the places I had gone to for breakfast in America. The menu was packed full of a variety of amazing dishes, whilst the ‘smallest disco in the world‘ in the toilets, acted as entertainment. Like the ‘Fraggle Rock’ wallpaper? I did.
The 3 of us all choose very different breakfasts:
The fiancé – Breakfast Burrito, his sister – french toast with chunks of apple and eggy bread, and finally me – The All-American. I allowed myself to forget about my diet that weekend, and I’m so glad I did.
The All-American was like the breakfast I remembered having when I was 16, on my first trip to America to visit my family. Tasty and filling; I didn’t eat until dinner!
We left around 12, and the queue outside was massive!
It’s a popular place, so if you do decide to visit then you should probably do it before the rush.
They always say Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, and if you’re starting it at TBC you really can’t go wrong!