Ah, named after one of Willy Russell's most famous Liverpudlian characters. Well, far removed enough from the everyday drudgery Mrs Valentine finds herself in on a daily basis, this little basement café slash sandwich shop is a pleasant place to get away from it all and indulge in some quality scran. Butties tend to be the name of the game here, and the bread you can choose from is almost as vast as the variation of fillings... fancy your favourite on a wrap today instead of sliced? How about a Panini or ciabatta melt? It's all here.
The only scruples are the fact that it does tend to be somewhat overpriced, and their fickle pricing system doesn't seem to help matters. I mentioned that I'd been there to a Liverpudlian friend who said, 'Yep, bet if you had that again you'd pay something different for it.' It apparently depends on who's working at the time or how generous they are with the ingredients. Strange, non? Also if you're on foot it's fine and dandy but if you're in transit with a car you won't find parking nearby, the area's emblazoned with double yellows.
Never mind, though, because they have CAKE! Yes, homemade and fresh cakes and biscuits which are all exceptionally bad for you and even more exceptionally lovely. If you can get past the few cons this really is a good little sandwich spot for a tasty bit of lunch. read more