Falafel

You're on Long Row in the city centre, dodging the crowds spilling out of Boots, when you spot Falafel tucked in amongst the usual high street suspects. It's exactly the kind of place that doesn't try too hard—plastic chairs, a short menu, and staff who know what they're doing. Order at the counter, grab your wrap loaded with crispy falafel, salad and tahini, and either eat standing up like everyone else or nab one of the small tables. It's cheap, filling, and genuinely good. The sort of spot you keep coming back to because it does one thing properly, no Instagram angles needed.