Bizzy Bs

Whenever I am in here I always think about the Alan Partridge Series Two episode when he rates his girlfriend’s capabilities at cooking a full English breakfast. He gave her a seven out of 10 because the baked beans were too close to the eggs. He suggested using the sausage as a barrier.
I’m not sure Alan would be impressed with this establishment, the food is literally thrown on the plate forming into a gelatinous mould. It is not an upscale establishment like a hotel or a travel tavern. I always remember the episode when Alan was trying to get an Irish TV executive to hire him and they discussed their plans over an English breakfast. As one of the executives put a forkful of food in his mouth Alan asked. «So, how many people died in the Irish Potato Famine?».
I digress, this is a standard greasy spoon café and it does the job for me. Serves a nice cup of tea as well may I add. I’ll take six sugars please, so the spoon can stand straight in the cup.

Stepping through the door of Bizzy Bs is like stepping back in time into a café from say, the late eighties. Everything about it, the décor, the menu (which is dominated by fried foods such as bacon sandwiches or egg and chips), the pseudo fifties style furniture, even the radio station they tune into seems to base it’s playlist in that decade. And I don’t mind that. In fact it gives the place a character many similar establishments lack, and draws me back regularly.
Service is warm and friendly. Most of the customers seem to be local tradesmen happily lounging about on extended tea breaks, and the place is often busy enough to have a bit of atmosphere, but never so busy that it feels cramped. If you’re a health food addict you should probably look elsewhere, however if the phrase greasy spoon appeals to you then you should definitely pop in…