Fat Pat’s

You're walking down Portland Street in the city centre, clocking the usual lunch-hour chaos, when you duck into Fat Pat's and suddenly it all makes sense. This is the kind of place where they don't fanny about with microgreens and edible flowers—they're just genuinely good at putting quality ingredients between bread. The counter's usually packed with office workers and students who know what's up, grabbing massive sandwiches that won't leave you wanting something else an hour later. It's cramped, it's a bit no-frills, but that's exactly why people keep coming back. The sort of spot you'd recommend to a mate without thinking twice.