A compact place with seats for eight people, it can firmly be put in the “rough around the edges” category of cafe design.
The table I plonked myself at wasn’t the cleanest either. Still, a wee wipe from the friendly counter woman and things were back on track.I was in fry-up mood so chose their big breakfast, after deciding that the “belly buster” option was not required on this occasion. It was soon with me looking really very eatable.
I tucked in and was rewarded with a decent feed which comprised fried egg, bacon, lorne sausage, a very crisp potato scone, disappointing black pudding, slightly odd tomatoes and filling beans. It was no-nonsense stuff that set me up for a long day on my feet.So overall, the West End Cafe served me with an unglamorous but suitably functional breakfast. In times of need, I’d be happy to visit again, but suspect there are finer breakfast purveyors to be found in the city.
Scores
Blythe scores the West End Cafe
3/5 for food
3.5/5 for presentation
2/5 for setting
3.5/5 for service
giving an overall 12/20
I ate: big breakfast
I drank: tea
I wore: grey suit
Total bill: £4.50