Forever associated with music, football and the occasional revolution, Manchester is the United Kindom's creative well, from which superstar brands and artists were once unearthed. Music in particular has played a big role in sculpting the city's recent persona and can be found in everywhere, from red brick suburbia to the VIP seats in the high flying restaurant scene.
Lunch in Manchester can be as simple or as fancy as you like. Hunker down at the enduring Alfredo's at Piccadilly train station for a deep down and dirty full English breakfast (available a belly-popping hours a day). Saunter like a star of the Stone Roses down Deansgate and absorb glistening sashimi (Aurstralasia), unbeatable veggie Greek meze (Katsouris) or the sinner's paradise of an all you can eat, round-the-world buffet (this one comes with a disclaimer on afternoon productivity if eaten at lunchtime).
For lunch as glorious, as it can be, Afflecks Palace has your number. Opened in 1981 by two entrepreneurs, it has nurtured small traders in a way that has over time blossomed into a mansion of alternative and vintage culture. The indoor emporium sends out it's edgy ripples of culture from a maze of tattooists, tailors and crafts folk into the popular Northern Quarter. On the top floor, you'll find good sandwiches/ baked potato/ soups in the much loved Cafe 3, retro by nature. Downstairs you'll find Gingers Comfort Emporium, for that all important 'creamy, fruity, nutty, chocolatey, spicy, boozy, crunchy, refreshing, comforting iced dessert'.