A few Sunday mornings ago, Sartre and I went to Maltby Street market to have a poke around the antiques and bric-a-brac shops and to find some delicious things to eat. (We did - Bad Brownie and Hiver beer were amongst our spoils).
St John Bakery Room at Maltby Street is the only one of Fergus and Trevor's estate that we've not set foot in. We didn't ponder the other options available to us for long.
I was really in the mood for an Old Spot bacon sandwich, which I discovered is renowned for good reason. Sartre had the low-cal breakfast option of Eccles cake and Lancashire cheese.
It's a great relaxed space, serving the exquisite stuff that you know and love St John for.
We couldn't bear to leave without a few of their doughnuts, which were piggishly consumed in the privacy of our flat later that morning.