We had breakfast this morning at The Cup, the first time we’ve been there since the olden (pre EQ) days.
Although the morning was cloudy we enjoyed the superb view. On a fine day you can see right across to the alps. I had lovely creamy garlic mushrooms, with plenty of sauce to soak up with the ciabatta. Stephen pronounced his Eggs Benedict perfectly cooked. Having asked for weak tea with plenty of extra hot water I was pleased to get a small pot with leaves, plus two extra pots of water, and a jaffa. The Cup seems to be frequented mainly by people who’ve walked or cycled up the hill. After their exercise they deserve a good breakfast or at least a good coffee.
“Some had walked all the long way up
to get their coffee from The Cup.”