Everyone in the Northern Quarter swears by this gaff when it comes to the ultimate hangover breakfast as Sarah-Jane also pointed out. Now that I'm in the neighbourhood, and that Stevenson Square's the closest bit of NQ to me after Lever Street, it was only fair that I should try out Koffee Pot, and the hubs-to-be agreed. One must. But this Queen's English speak (hey, I wonder what her Maj eats when she's had a bit too much port or sherry) is pretty inappropriate right now, because the Koffee Pot has very cleverly managed to combine that greasy spoon feel which evokes images of construction workers inhaling sausages and women in tabards who bring over tea with cigarettes hanging out of their mouths, and an urban quirky cool that can be found... oh, where else. That Northern Quarter of ours.
Talking about Queenie is equally appropriate because we took ourselves here on Jubilee morn, un-hungover. I was uber-pleased to discover that it's open from 7.30am on weekdays, which means that there's always somewhere I can pop into when I'm being an earlybird and need a little something more than a bowl of Fruit 'n' Fibre to get me going for the day. We snuck into a booth and chose a full English and a Cali. (In another life, I am San Franciscan.) The Full had back bacon, leek and pork sausage, hash brown, beans, Bury black pud, griddled tomato and poached egg as requested with two rounds of simple buttered white toast. Cali came on sourdough toast with smushed up avocado (herbs and tomatoes in there too), streaky bacon (YES! I'm as un-patriotic as they come when it comes to bacon) and a poached egg too. I ate Chris's black pudding as he's not a fan, and I know to always go for Bury as that's the nicest I've had, and his tomato. Yum. Not all gross and leaky like most fried breakfast tomatoes. The combination was lovely, and since the Full comes with a tea or coffee free as standard I had a great filter coffee to boot.
Me: What radio station is this? It's good!
Chris: BBC 6 Music. It's not.
So yes, radio, and the atmosphere's great, especially since we were watching the construction of the Stevenson Square Jubilee street party outside. The sprayed graffiti artwork on the walls is a great little juxtaposition against the almost retro old-skool feel of the orangey brown motif outside. The 'Koffee Pot' font looks like it could have come straight out of the 60s. What you'll find here is a great cuppa, a friendly atmosphere, and comfort food. Things you never even think of having until you see them on the menu and remember how much you enjoyed them as a kid, like jam sponge and cornflake tart with Ambrosia custard. Mmm. I'm actually thinking about that now.
You can get pasties (home-made) with herby mash, peas, beans and gravy, like a warm edible hug, haddock rarebit with poached egg, kippers on toast, smoked salmon with scrambled egg... it's all fab stuff. There's a certain sentimentality we have about British food and its accompanying stodgy puddings, and the Koffee Pot has tapped into this splendidly. Come on, cure your bank holiday hangover here. The detoxing can start at a later date.
Good atmosphere, very greasy food.. perfect for a hangover!
Ask any self-respecting Northern Quarter resident the best cure for a hang-over and chances are they'll point you in the direction of the Koffee Pot.
A colourful cafe decorated with graffiti, street art and formica tables, it's probably the best greasy spoon in the city. Open early morning til late afternoon seven days a week, they serve breakfast, brunch, snacks and hot drinks. We're not talking eggs benedict or smoked salmon bagels either, more cheap and cheerful plates piled high with sausages, bacon, fried egg, tomatoes, mushrooms, hash browns, black pudding and baked beans.
The only question is, how big's your appetite?
This is a nice cafe with that unique Northern Quarter feel. There are lots of interesting things on the wall and ceiling to look at and talk about and there is a pretty lively atmosphere for a cafe. I went on a saturday morning and it was rammed.
So why only three stars? Well I think waiting an hour for breakfast is not something I can ignore. Yes it was busy, yes they were a man down and yes when it finally did arrive the breakfast was very tasty and good value. Problem is I was at death's door by the time it came and there are plenty of other places you could go in the area which we probably wouldn't have waited as long for.
Looking at the other reviews it looks like I caught them at a bad time but until I get a chance to visit again (i almost certainly will) then it's a bit of a meh from me
Good lord! A Mancunian institution of which I was unaware until three days ago.
It was the mother of all cliches. I was ambling, as I do, when it began to rain, as it does, and, as it does, when it rains, it pours, so I ducked into the nearest place for shelter. Seriously, I did. And that nearest place was...Koffee Pot.
And it was magical.
I clocked the signed photo of Elbow behind the bar and asked myself, as the band's resident stalker, why have I not been here before?
You're sat in nice little booths with wooden benches and outside the rain was pattering against the window and there were people skipping down the street clutching soggy newspapers to their head, ink running down their faces. In the adjacent booth a group of ladies, one Scottish, three scouse, just shooting the breeze. Full English breakfast - the works - with cup of tea for just five pounds - Clint Boon, I suspect, on the radio.
Oh it was bliss and rapture and it got those juices flowing - within moments I'd sketched the outline of chapter seven of my forthcoming novel - "The Death of the Titan - From a Pauper to a King".
Castigating and flagellating myself for having missed this place for so long. Making a mental note to come back at earliest available opportunity.
I'm gonna give Koffee Pot the benefit of the doubt and assume that the misspelled title was necessary in order to avoid being sued by the Coffee Pot in Vancouver and not because the owners are trying to be all 'down with the nippers and sheet'. I'm gonna do that because:
1. I like the funky wall art.
2. I like the 'proper caff' feel to it- greasy spoons are a rare commodity since the whole 'Starbucks taking over the world incident.
3. I like the cooked breakfast- it's big. Big is good.
4. It's Thursday afternoon, which is virtually Friday, which is pretty much the weekend.
Count you lucky koffee beans it isn't Monday!
This place is a really quirky little place with great food at great prices. Really what more do you want from a cafe.
Walls are decorated in funky graffiti, a flat screen television and coffee that would satisfy every coffe loving one of us..........
PS. This place does the most amazing breakfasts ever!
Koffee Pot is in an incredibly popular greasy spoon café that makes you feel a bit like you're in Brooklyn or somewhere devastatingly cool like that. In short, it's a perfect Northern Quarter business.
There's even a signed picture of the band Elbow eating there behind the counter. Just in case you weren't sure how cool it is.
£5 for a cooked breakfast is a tiny bit over the odds comparatively to other greasy spoons in the area, but then here you're paying for the added cool of feeling like you're eating breakfast with other cool indie, quirky types instead of burly builders.
The breakfast itself is perfectly good. They don't tend to laden your plate with food, so make sure you come expecting something reasonably sized and well cooked rather than a massive pile of cheap meat and grease.
A final note. They gave me my tea in a ridiculously slim, tall, girly cup. See the photos section to have a look at it. I am a man. I didn't really appreciate it.
Two things must ye know about Koffee Pot:
1- The koffee, or rather, coffee, is goooooooooooooooooooooooooooood. Like. really really good.
2- Booths! Like a dinerrr! Yeahhh!
This is a great caff that serves up delicious food all day long. My personal fave is the meaty treaty full English brekkie, though it was a little too big, even for my appetite. Still, jolly tasty, and more than enogh reason to keep going back.
So, if you're hung over and you need a hot grease injection, you've come to the right place. Just take it easy on the coffee, it might defibrillate your poor wee head.
Like another reviewer on here, I love the vibe, history, and
location. The place is always bustling and there's a high probability that you won't
get a seat on Saturday/Sunday
morning when the place is filled with hung-over NQ dwellers. The place is so
busy the windows steam up. There is a good offering of breakfast options and pies for
lunch. The food is nice enough: think greasy spoon. As long as you don't have the scrambled eggs. They could literally be poured from my plate as though they were
liquid. It turned my stomach. I sent them back twice before they understood my
request to have them well done despite the fact that I specified it upon
ordering. Then they looked pi**ed off with me!
Service is efficient but lacks the NQ friendliness and charm that can be
found in other NQ eateries. Overall it is just: nice enough.
THE best full English breakfast I've had at this point in my life. For about 4 quid, you get heaping quantities of food, plus a cup of tea (or coffee). They even have a vegetarian option of the full English, plus loads of other breakfast and lunch options.
I stopped here with a friend during a brief trip to Manchester, having heard about the Koffee Pot from our hostel's web site. The dining area is quirky and comfortable, the staff friendly and helpful, and the food delicious. I got the vegetarian full English, and my friend got the regular. The regular came with sausage, bacon, egg, fried tomato, hash brown, black pudding, and loads of beans (and toast, I think), and the veg had the egg, beans, hash brown, and tomato, plus veggie sausages and a pile of mushrooms. It was a glorious breakfast.
If I'm ever in Manchester again, I will definitely return to the Koffee Pot!
They've painted over most of the wall scribbles now - the walls used to be decorated with graffiti from the various bands that have visited for a no doubt hangover curing fry-up.
Walls may have been cleaned but food remains the same - big english breakfasts (which I have never found greasy) and lots of specials if you fancy something different- including smoked salmon on potato cakes with creme fraiche, smoked haddock rarebit etc.
Lunches tend to be a different pie each day (have heard bad stuff about the hotpot, v. greasy and chewy) and sandwich specials like the yummy hot pastrami. Seems to depend what chef is on that particular day, food mostly gorgeous, from time to time you might get a duff dinner!
Prices tend to be around a £5 - £6 for everything.
Oh and I seem to be alone on this one, but I've never found the coffee that bad at all!
Thhe Kofee Pot was once a yucky greasy spoon...that was til some musos took over the place and now you'll find arty stuff and staff who seem to know EVERYTHING that is going on in Manchester's music scene. You'll still find the occasional odd-bod but you'll be guaranteed to find them perched between musicians, artists and creative bohemian types.
One little tip, try to avoid the coffee!!!
Nice enough spot for a coffee but I've found the food to be a bit disappointing: sloppy, flavourless chilli con carne, and a gooey tuna melt with a stingy portion of chips.
The all-day breakfasts look quite good so I may venture back for a third try (I work 2 mins away so may be lured back in).
I saw Bez in here recently - not sure how much of an endorsement this is, as he was probably mashed off his tits.
Like a lot of places in the Northern Quarter, this is style over substance.
Had brunch here for the first time last weekend and here are my thoughts:
1) Super quick - great to not have to wait when you are hungry!
2) Food is excellent - my brioche with fried egg, portobello mushrooms and tomatoes was delicious.
3) Very reasonably priced.
4) Great atmosphere.
1) Could be a LOT cleaner - I couldn't bring myself to touch the pepper or sugar pots on our table as they were so dirty looking. Also no one came to clean our table and so I eventually had to wipe it myself.
2) Surprisingly, the coffee wasn't very good at all.
The cleanliness factor put me off, unfortunately. Otherwise, I'd be a huge fan.
Hmm Koffee Pot, I think that this is one of those places you hear wonderful things about but actually it's just a hyped up cafe.
Came here on a Sunday to try and grab breakfast, arrived at 10:30am and the place was packed and I mean packed. Quite a few of the diners looked worse for wear and one like they may puke up on the table at any moment, not a great impression. The four seater tables were often taken up by only one person, many of them had finished their meal and drink and lazed about reading the paper while a queue grew bigger and bigger out of the door of people wanting to eat. We waited for about 10 minutes before we gave up, the fact it was packed out was a factor but the main reason was that the staff didn't seem to give a monkies that people were waiting, or even that there was no room for them to sit! I saw four people get served and they had to stand there with a hot cup of coffee waiting until someone could be bothered to finally leave! Unacceptable. It smelt really strongly of fat and oil, like a greasy spoon and the decor was dated and dirty :/
Actually glad I didn't eat there as I've heard some horror stories from a friend who once worked there, lets just say that mouldy pies are still served with the mould cut off. Yuck!
Walked into this place as it looked funky from the outside and fancied a coffee. I had to walk straight out because of the really REALLY strong smell of fat/oil. It put me off. If I'd have stayed in there for a coffee I'd have had to go straight home and have another shower and probably have been followed home by countless stray animals on heat.
Yuk! Warm stewed tea nasty breakfasts stay well clear....
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