I was fortunate enough to live on Berners Street when I was at uni, but haven’t been back there until recently, when I visited Berners Tavern for an early breakfast meeting.
The interior is stunning, with high ceilings and art work covering the walls throughout. I arrived at the start of breakfast service and stayed for a couple of hours and, even when it got really busy, there was a lovely, hushed atmosphere as everyone enjoyed their food and the staff purposefully went about their business.
I was fortunate, or not, to sit near the kitchen doors, so I watched as the staff carried out beautifully presented plates on great, big trays to take to customers. It also meant that I got serious food envy…
However, my Eggs Benedict and fresh juice were delightful and my companion’s avocado on toast and extra side of streaky bacon filled us up nicely.
It’s not often I find beautiful surroundings, plus yummy breakfasts, but what really topped off my experience was the service from the beginning to end of our visit. We were greeted with smiles at the front desk and it was no problem that we didn’t have a reservation on a busy, Saturday morning; our waiter answered endless menu questions from my indecisive companion; the staff didn’t bat an eyelid at the grumbles of the six week old baby we brought with us; the waiter by the kitchen door tilted his trays and showed me lots of the new dishes coming out of the kitchen; and no one hurried us out of the restaurant or pushed us to order more than we wanted.
A really great breakfast experience and definitely one to re-visit.