Review: The Diner

I often find myself coming to The Diner these days (mostly when drunk or hungover) It’s reliably good, fast, tasty and you get American sized portions. I like that.

I first started dining at the – then edgy – Shoreditch Diner many years ago, when hipster beards hadn’t made it onto the scene yet, and

you’d bump into Amy Winehouse (probably drunk or hungover) in there too.

These days The Diner has to battle hard to fight off the generic chain label, but to be fair it does a good job. The restaurant is laid out with cozy booths, trendy, tattooed waitresses and rock music at a mildly annoying level (shit, I sound old).

First things first: the menu(s) – we were given 3 for breakfast – are a little confusing. There are so many different sections, typefaces and colours that it makes A Beautiful Mind look like basic maths.

But the food is where things improve massively…

The breakfast burrito is epic. A corn tortilla filled with a bulging blend of Tex-Mex explosion; scrambled eggs, chorizo, pulled pork, onion, coriander, avocado, tomato, chilli, god knows what else. You need a huge appetite to finish this beast, but it’s so worth the food baby.

We also sampled the insane Oreo milkshake, which nearly crashed MyFitnessPal when we broke the news to it. My boyfriend wanted the breakfast burrito too, but for the sake of our readers, he tried the Hungry Man Breakfast. As someone who considers himself a connoisseur of the full fry up – his verdict was a solid 7/10.

All in all, The Diner is a good option for brekkie. It also does some pretty serious burgers for lunch or dinner, and if you’re lucky enough to live within a mile or so of one, then hit up Deliveroo to get it delivered to your door for when you’re too hungover to move or leave the house.

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