Delicious home-cooked food served with a smile in this quaint little cafe, tucked away in a shopping arcade. Well worth a visit . Exactly should visit

My enjoyment of a restaurant can normally be determined by the likelihood of me ordering exactly the same thing when I go back. It seems illogical but if you’ve hit 21 why would you twist? At Hang Fire , I always order the ribs. At Mowlana, I always order the joojeh. At Hogwurst , I always order Ze German. At Caffe Citta , I always order the bruschetta. When I go back to Thé Pot I will undoubtedly order the same… Thé Pot was taken over by new owners in May last year and has been building a reputation for the French bistro food they now serve alongside the breakfasts and brunches they’ve always been known for. French food is a good fit - firstly because of their quasi-French name (everyone I know calls it The Pot despite the accent) and secondly because the dining space (with its exposed brickwork, open kitchen and eclectic furniture) feels like a little Paris bistro. Whilst Mrs G and I chose from the good value midweek dinner menu, which offers 2 courses and a glass of wine for £18.50, we kicked off with a pair of absurdly well-priced kir royales (£3.50). A complimentary shot of wild mushroom and truffle soup was fragrant, creamy and intensely shroomy; a killer start to the meal.  Baguette with whipped butter, again on the house, was good but could have been a touch crisper. Starters were both marvellous. A cauldron of French onion soup had stacks of flavour; it was seriously savoury with just the right amount of sweetness. A crisp crouton topped with melted gruyère completed the dish.