Hoxton, anyway, is a delight. Bohemian, multicultural and
good old London town all at once. Not to forget that is also the home of the
Ministry of Stories and therefore the place where I tend to take lunch on a day
when I’ve volunteered as a mentor.
It looks like a greasy spoon. And indeed, they do serve excellent
breakfasts, though as they are so gourmet and they serve them all day they call
them brunch. Even the sausages and slices of bacon are not at all greasy. There
is a supplementary lunch time menu.
The people who run The Pig would probably be surprised to
learn that the café should belong to the Creative Café Project. In some ways it is the Creative Café at its
best. It is totally unselfconscious. The free Wi-Fi helps. Creative practitioners,
including me, sit and work there as they wait for food to arrive. I’ve observed
artists meeting to discuss projects. I overheard an author talking to his agent
one day. There is a rack of newspapers. Some sit there reading their Kindles.
You have to pay cash at The Ginger Pig. There is nothing fancy
here. But it excels in other ways. The service is quick. The food is excellent.
The whole establishment, including the toilets, is so clean it squeaks.
Read another review here. Better still, make a visit. You could
even also volunteer for the Ministry of Stories whilst you’re in Hoxton.
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