Monday, October 18, 2010
52 High St
Looking for a hearty breakfast after a night of camping and drinking to excess, we inquired about what was recommended in the area and The John Peel was top of the list for a good fry up. Off we went to Shaftesbury to go find this place, and it was not what I expected at all. Rather than greasy formica tables and cheap linoleum, the place was decorated in a bizarre, yet cute, almost hobbit-like way. The ceilings sloped in as if you were in a cave, and the tables were all tiny and had little metal lamps hanging above each one. We quickly placed orders for full breakfasts, and the picture above shows you how much food arrived. It didn't taste greasy at all, and quickly cured me of my headache and hunger pangs - we'll be back next year, I'm sure.