What? Weekend brunch is a very busy affair, although not as crazy as over the way at Granger & Co, where a queue slithers out past the nearby German Gymnasium even in icy conditions. We grabbed one of the last tables at Vinoteca and scoffed a simple plate of smoked haddock, soft leeks, explodingly orange-yolked poached egg and creamy hollandaise. In short? The flavours sung.Why? At £9 it feels good value for this part of town. You can drink tap water if you want to keep the costs down and even with a tip you’ll be forking out less than ten quid each. Plus it’s filling enough to keep you going till supper time.
Don’t: Go there if you’re really hungover or have an aversion to ankle-biters. It’s pretty noisy and there were a couple of lawless toddlers crawling up the shoulder of the woman occupying the tightly packed table next to us. And an intimate conversation should be avoided, perhaps: your fellow diners are centimetres away.
Notes: Service is unpredictable. It took us about twenty minutes to get a (very good) bloody mary – and then the food arrived seconds later. Typical.