Everyone has a go to place. That place that when someone asks you where they should go for food/drinks you can recommend it without hesitation.
Fallow is mine.
It's a small, cozy cafe, come bar, come live music venue, come all round awesome place. It's chilled, pretty cool and the best bit..it's literally a hop skip and a jump away from where we live. Over the past couple of months it has become our second home on a Sunday morning.
When we're feeling a little worse for wear, with sore heads and rumbling tummies, we head to Fallow for a delicious brunch.
I've gone on about it so much that one of Dan's only requests for the whole weekend was to go to Fallow for brunch.
So who am I to say no!
We found a table by the window upstairs and ordered mochas and smoothies to get our day going.
Dan went for a (very) large, proper fry up. Something he has been deprived of whilst living in Spain. Those Spaniards just don't know what they're missing!
This one was a real winner. Although slightly overwhelmed by the size when it first arrived (which actually didn't stop him from licking the plate clean), I don't think I've seen him that happy with a fry up in a long time.
I mean you can't argue with that now can you...
Ummm, soooo good.
Luckily we were in complete agreement that it was awesome.
Phew, reputation still intact.
So I can now confirm that a Fallow brunch is officially the best way to start the day.