The Dogs Bollocks and The Bitches Tits

I haven't had the pleasure of one of The Dogs Bollocks legendary 50 burgers- we're yet to make it from the suburbs by 5 pm to get there before they sell out by 7 pm, but we'll keep trying.

I knew we could manage The Bitches Tits, daytime name for the same inspired alley way venue.

We grabbed our coffees from Deluxe, you'll see it at the end of the alley way on the right. You know when the coffee goes down so well that you order another and it's never as good as the first? Well it was.

Mucky Mary's hub cab breakfast list is on the blackboard, everything from bacon, pork sausages, baked beans to tomato dip- hard choices, which is why you need that coffee-  pick and choose and build your own, all a served on a large hub cab of flat bread or rye.

Maggie expertly fried up my simple order of mushrooms and egg on rye- fresh rye just brought in, layered with a silken bed of mushrooms then topped off with a perfectly fried egg, slightly crispy yet when you bite the yolk oozes seductively on to the mushrooms- can you tell I enjoyed it?

We stayed through to the start of the lunchtime rush, the smells were tempting, a large table tucked into meatball heros, the philly cheesesteak and prego roll had me wishing we could stay longer and sweaty betty's sexy soup?- well who dares resist.

 We'll be back with empty tummies.