They're like buses

On the bus on the way home after a long, slow day, looking through blipfoto entries for inspiration when bus stops at traffic lights and the window next to me lights up with a rather lovely neon glow.

It's some take away place in Herne Hill.

This, I appreciate, is not a great deal of information regarding the culinary output of aforementioned establishment, but if AA Gill based his restaurant reviews on luminescence rather than food, maybe he'd be less of an idiot he'd still be an idiot...