Here's a splendid Open Sauce contribution from Trevor of Urban Spectator. Apologies to him for taking forever to get it posted. And if anyone else would like to chip in, please let me know. And, in an exciting development, the ebcb meme is spreading - Dirk has done his own here. Thanks Dirk.
Just metres inside the North Circular, George’s is located in a rather loveless wasteland of north-east London but serves up some excellent grub, notably the Greek dishes and the breakfasts (esp. the huge Greek and ‘Amerikanas”). Cuttings on the wall tell the story of how many years ago George Massos entertained diners in the West End with his golden voice and how, four years ago, he travelled to Australia to give some special shows to raise cash when this very café as good as burnt down.
The ebcb was workmanlike, very tasty but possibly with no exceptional character of its own. The chips are in a slight cluster, as if very fond of each other’s company, while the beans push the chip and bacon together like some kind of matchmaker. The bacon was succulent and on my plate had a nice peninsula running through it, bringing to mind Puget Sound in The Great Gatsby*. Ideal for yachting. The egg just minded its business, as if not really part of the gang. I’m afraid I don’t know what the liquidy condiments are – I was afraid to try them.
Service is speedy, there’s always sport on the plasma screen, and there’s the (not uncommon for a London cafe) array of Scarface and Godfather memorabilia on the walls.
*Commenters have pointed out this should probably be Long Island Sound
