When you commit to brunch at Dobar, you commit to waiting in a queue. Whether it’s 10 minutes or half an hour really depends on how early you get there, but just know that there is always a wait at this walk-in only cafe on Green Lanes. It's a casual, rustic spot with exposed brick walls, and the kind of cosy tables you'd happily spend a couple of hours sat at—if the food didn't arrive so promptly, and get eaten up even faster. Whether it’s the hearty full English that arrives in a skillet pan, or the fluffy french toast covered in Nutella and fruit, this is the right way to start a Saturday. Or a Tuesday, or a Wednesday. Or any day for that matter. If this was our local, we’d likely be here at least once a week.