“Brunch” a word commonly used by us Londonites to describe a breakfast meal that’s eaten after a very long lie in. A jolly little convergence of all the best bits of breakfast, served at the civilised hour that you’d normally eat lunch. Hitting the same harmonious mark that purple does, when you mix a cold blue with a feisty red - brunch is that middle meal panacea. The blackboard placed 50 meters or so away proclaimed they serve “The best brunch in East London”, as we just so happen to be in East London and of course blackboards being the original source of all factual information - li...