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Along Rochester Row Place and Wilton Road behind Victoria Station there’s a whole bunch of second hand shops, forgotten eateries and neglected back waters. All of them have wanky bars and All Bar One encroaching on their territory. The Wilton Snack Bar can be overlooked at first, I know I did. The thing to do is to go into the tiny booth just beyond the counter where you will enter the brownest room in the world. This is one of those fantastic places where ‘a hamburger’ still means a burger in a bread roll as opposed to an attempt to replicate a ‘Maccy D’ with sesame seeds and the like. You should have seen the look I got when I asked for onions. |
