Foxcroft and Ginger – W1

With IMM away for the week, things have been very quiet, this meant I was up bright and early on Sunday morning for an adventure. Breakfast and the British Museum.

Sunday mornings in London are magically, the only time when you can get that ’28 days later’ feeling. I headed into the West End and wandered through Soho, eventually finding Foxcroft and Ginger (Damn the Soho Triangle! Even after 10 years in London, I still get lost).

Foxcroft and Ginger doesn’t really look like a café or bar from the outside, with its large glass window and neon lighting. Inside it has that rather fashionable metallic fronted high bar, exposed ducting and metro tiles. I ordered a cappuccino and an Eggs Benedict ‘to go’ and settled into the rather comfortable cushioned seating.

The Eggs Benedict consisted of a beautifully toasted and buttered muffin, scrambled eggs and some fantastic think ham. My only problem was that the scrambled eggs had been cooked with chives, which were a bit over powering for me.

I know that I can be a hard line Eggs Benedict purest and this isn’t really an Eggs Benedict. However, it was a very nice breakfast and if I worked nearby this would definitely be my first port of call in the event of a hangover. It is also, far and away the best ‘to go’ Benedict I’ve had, with previous sorties into this arena being far less pleasing.

With a similar feeling to Fernandez and Wells, Foxcroft and Ginger also holds some promise for a good location for an early evening glass of wine, in the otherwise packed out Soho.

4* for the venue

3* In the new category of ‘to go’ Eggs Benedict.