A third branch of the Workshop brand, now moving eastwards towards the City. This is my least favourite of the three, though - it's very austere in appearance, with interior walls of large concrete blocks painted white, exposed ceiling ducting and a surfeit of ceiling lights like stage spotlights, then to top it off a large mirror cut into interlocking triangles in the shape of the clinical Workshop logo, backlit with blue neon or similar. With less than half of its street frontage in glass, most of the light is artificial, and little of the seating faces the street and the daylight. The chest-height benches without stools look particularly cheerless - but are no doubt useful if you just want something to lean on while you gulp an espresso. My flat white was fine, perfect temp and microfoam, but slightly heavy on the extraction. It fell short of the flat white made for me at their Marylebone branch. The staff were friendly, and the food looked fine - it's fairly minimal; a few pastries and muffins and a couple of sandwiches, displayed under glass cases like museum exhibits, and on grey-white marble slabs reminiscent of a hospital. Workshop does really very good things with coffee, but I doubt I'll return to this branch.