The waffle was sweet and soft like a bunny’s cottontail butt, whilst the grilled streaky bacon had both the salty, crispy edges of bacon and a hammy body so you essentially get a boinking load of oink for your buck. However, the element that would warrant a repeat visit is their curry-esque Craftsmen sauce, which has a mildly devilish kick and leaves a teasing numbness on le lips. They should set up a spinoff meat joint and just slather this magical potion over steak, chicken chop, cod fish, unicorn flesh etc – ker ching. 4.1/5

This was a hosted meal, courtesy of Craftsmen Specialty Coffee.