Where do you want to go when you're hungover in Cardiff. Anywhere which serves a fucking decent breakfast. A greasy spoon. On recommendation of the friend I was visiting, I found myself at midday on a Saturday morning in Cafe 37.
I was simply too hungover to remember to take pictures but I can't express how bloody satisfying this was, and so, so CHEAP.
As a veggie, a full English breakfast is not something I particularly go for. But at Cafe 37, I could build my own breakfast. Amazing. No horrible meat or baked beans on my plate thank you very much.
For £7.70 I ordered this supreme hangover cure:
- 2x brown toast slices
- 2x quorn sausages
- Mushrooms
- Fried egg
- "Low Cal" smoothie: apple juice, banana, strawberry, and raspberry (which actually made my poor acidic hungover stomach extremely gurgly - oops! Tasty nonetheless!)
- A white coffee.
FOR SEVEN POUNDS AND SEVENTY PENCE. Mind boggling.
I feel I chose well, because I had enough bread and sausage for a sausage butty but EVEN BETTER could have a fried egg and mushrooms on toast too. Logistical breakfast winning.
And because I was in a hungover hole of hunger, I finished off my friend Hannah's American style pancake with maple syrup. Which was the best American pancake I have ever eaten. So fluffy and enormous and just MMMM.
Okay, so it wasn't breakfast at the Ritz. But Cafe 37, I salute you. You satisfied my every need and for a fucking STUNNING price.