Roti King

You're heading north from King's Cross, past the usual station chaos, and suddenly there's Roti King—a compact Malaysian operation that does one thing brilliantly: roti canai. The dough gets stretched thin by hand, fried until it's impossibly flaky, and served with curry for dunking. It's the kind of place where the queues stretch out the door most nights, not because it's trendy, but because the food's genuinely excellent and honest. Order the roti with either the dal or chicken curry, grab a table if you can find one, and watch locals who actually know what they're doing tuck in beside you.