This place was busy everytime we walked past, having visited for brunch on Sunday morning, I can't fathom why. The service is slow and haphazard with servers wandering around the upstairs two or three times before realising the party have moved tables or are seated outside, and the seating arrangements are uncomfortable at best. I don't mind doubling up on a table with strangers, but the "shabby chic" seems to have been taken a step too far here with school tables and chairs outside for dining. The prices are average for a trendy part of town in this year's city of culture, and the portions are good value for money. However, everything is charred or burnt, and I don't know if that's on purpose or not? The toast on the garlic toast with fried eggs was black on the edges, the fried egg was crispy and the yolk completely set, but you could see it hadn't been flipped, which is quite a feat and the two slabs of chorizo were black around the edges. The quality of the coffee once it arrives, plus the views from upstairs go some way to making this place "ok", but there is so much potential going to waste due to what seems like an inability to manage when busy.