McDonald's

You know those nights when you've wandered out of Ghost or Fibbers at some ungodly hour and suddenly realise you're properly starving? This Blake Street McDonald's becomes a bit of a beacon then, sitting right in the heart of the city centre when literally everything else has pulled down the shutters. It's not going to win any awards for atmosphere – the lighting's harsh, the seating's that familiar red plastic, and there's usually a queue of slightly worse-for-wear students and night shift workers. But here's the thing: it does exactly what it says on the tin, and sometimes that's precisely what you need. The chips are consistently decent, the coffee's surprisingly alright for a quick caffeine fix, and the staff handle the 3am crowd with impressive patience. Yes, it's McDonald's, but when you're stumbling down Blake Street at half past midnight with nowhere else to go, you'll be grateful it exists.