2015-12-31 Burgista Bros - BBQ Burger Baker Street food fast

Burgista Bros – BBQ Burger

Burgertown, Uncategorized

I have many brothers. Actual, living brothers. Not “bro’s” or any of the sort. We do share a fascination with the art of the burger, but have never thought of opening a burger chain. But if we had, I guess Burgista Bros wouldn’t be a bad name.

2015-12-31 Burgista Bros - BBQ Burger Baker Street food fast

Kind of looks like a clamshell. A delicious clamshell.

Which is how I can only assume this recently started hamburger franchise began. Having opened their second shop in Baker St (right in the middle of Tourist London, a stone’s throw from Madame Tussauds and Sherlock Holmes nonsense), the “Bros” make some fine burgers. My choice, the BBQ Burger, comes with some great homemade BBQ sauce and was ready quick enough for me to get back to work a few tube stations away and not be screamed at by my boss (yes, I travel on my lunch breaks in search of good food. No, that is not weird).

So I guess that name is taken. Me and my own bros will have to settle with something else. Like Super Burger Bros. That’s not taken… yet…


Slimy? Oozing with BBQ sauce, but since it’s conveniently packaged, you won’t lose a single drop

Satisfying? A fine burger alternative to the already bustling Central London burger scene


Burgista Bros
195 Baker Street, London NW1 6UY

Meat Liquour – Green Chili Cheeseburger

Burgertown, Uncategorized

My last visit to MEATliquour (trust me, I’ve been many times before), at their newest London branch in Islington, went a bit like this: go in, look at the burger menu, ponder for a bit, pretend I’m a macho man and order the Green Chili Cheeseburger thinking how spicy can it possibly be, drink a beer, chat a little, see a beautiful tray with burgers and some Hippie Fries, have some fries, think those are some damn good fries but I’m here for the burger, grab the sleazy greasy and nasty burger, take a bite, this is great, tastes delicious, go in for another bite, chili kicks in and OH MY LORD THIS IS INSANELY SPICY BUT IT’S SO GOOD I WANT ANOTHER BITE, so I go for another bite, chili kicks in again THIS IS PURE PAIN I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE, but I can since it’s absolutely magnificent…

So spicy you'll see double... Meat Liquour - Green Chili Cheeseburger Spicy Burger

So spicy you’ll see double…

So goes the tale. Rinse and repeat until there’s no burger left, and two or three beers have passed, helping you withstand the fieriness of this burger cooked in the very pits of hell. It has all the classic ingredients: lettuce, cheese, pickles, mustard, but it’s the spicy chilli butter that puts this burger in a different level. A very, very spicy level.

So try if you must, and feel brave enough. Just make sure you have some Hippie Fries (with magical hippie sauce) next to it to counter the hotness. You’ll thank me later. If you survive…


Slimy? Messy as they come, you wont even have time to worry about the mess you’re making when the chili comes for you

Satisfying? Holy crap this is spicy! But it tastes so good that you’ll be going like “bring on the painnnnn”


MEATliquor N1
133b Upper Street, London N1 1QP (and other locations in London)


Bodo’s Schloss – Veal Wiener Schnitzel


Nothing beats going to the apres lodge after a good, long day of skiing. You’re tired, hungry, and ready for some well deserved food and a nice, refreshing beer. So who cares if there’s no skiing (or snow) in London. There’s a ski lodge, several actually, and one of them is Bodo’s Schloss.

Tucked in next to Hyde Park in Kensington High Street, Bodo’s mimics an apres ski lodge perfectly: with wooden walls and floors, big glasses of beer, terrible taste in music (emphasis on the terrible) and great austrian cuisine.

How cute! It comes in a pan! You can burn yourself! Bodo's Schloss - Veal Wiener Schnitzel Austrian food

How cute! It comes in a pan! You can burn yourself!

I went for the absolute Austrian classic: the Veal Wiener Schnitzel. Not only was this thing big, it was authentic. A long time ago I visited Austria, and that trip rushed back to mind as soon as I tried this schnitzel, coupled with sauerkraut and potato salad. All of a sudden, it did feel as though I had been skiing all day (in reality, I had been drinking all day, but that’s a sport in the UK, right?).

After a nice meal, some “on the house” shots that came served on a set of skis, plenty of pints and an expensive bill (it is Kensington after all), I was ready to call it a day. Had to wake up early to ski once more…


Slimy? Massive meat portion equals a reasonably messy dish.

Satisfying? This Austrian popup surprised me with how authentic their schnitzel tasted. Das gut.


Bodo’s Schloss
2a Kensington High Street, London W8 4PT

Shoe Shop – Shallots and Mushrooms Crumble


“Mom, I want dessert NOW”, cried the 14 year old me (I matured very late). “You can’t have dessert till you finish your main”, answered my very caring mother. “But mooooooommmmm…” I yelled back, and so and so forth. Of course, Mom won. Main first. Ice cream sundae next.

But Mom and my younger self would both had won had we visited Shoe Shop all those years ago (it didn’t exist, but bear with me). What I had there the other day could easily be described as both a main and a dessert. They’ve taken shallots and mushrooms, and put them inside a crumble, topped with slightly weird horseradish cream. Crazy right?

2015-12-02 Shoe Shop - Shallots and Mushrooms Crumble

Crazy delicious, of course. So delicious, in fact, that I can’t believe it’s not even in the usual menu (Shoe Shop owners: please add it to the menu). Such an unusual combination, leading to such unusual but exciting results, could only be described as daring. And crazy. Crazy good. Have I mentioned how good this was?

After creamocalypse. Shoe Shop Shallots and Mushroom Crumble

After creamocalypse

Add some very reasonable prices, and the fact that they do not sell shoes at all (seriously, what’s WORSE than shoe shopping?) and you get this Tufnell Park gem of a restaurant.


Slimy? This seriously looks like a dessert, yet tastes nothing like it. It’s a dish pulling a trick on your mind…

Satisfying? By some black magic of sorts, this works perfectly, cream on top and all


Shoe Shop
122A Fortess Rd, London NW5 2HL

Bunnychow – Chakalaka Chicken Bunny


This has nothing to do with bunnies. Or rabbits. Absolutely nothing. Have I eaten bunnies before? Yes, since I’m a terrible human being. I’ve eaten some of those cute little furry fuzzballs. I am, after all, a monster.

But this isn’t about bunnies. It’s about something called bunny chows, which, apparently, is South African for “hollow bread pastry filled with tasty ingredients”. A fast food treat in that region, it’s served in London by the appropriately named Bunnychow. They took something traditional, added international fillings and brought the bunny loaf craze to the UK.

2015-12-04 Bunny Chow - Chakalaka Chicken Bunny

I promise there is chicken beneath all that slaw lava

You choose your kind of bread (I went with black brioche), your filling (Chakalaka Chicken for me) and an extra topping (some kind of cole slaw) and you get a truly bizarre, strange looking tower of delicious food. I didn’t even know how to eat this thing. But a sign on the wall explained it was meant to be eaten whichever way I liked. So I just made a whole mess of it all fairly quickly.

But it’s still so much better than eating a bunny. My conscience is intact after the act. No weird “Bugs Bunny with a chainsaw” nightmares after eating this beautiful South African delight.


Slimy? I really tried to eat this in a civilized manner. I failed miserably. And that’s a good sign

Satisfying? Such a rich mix of flavours, you’ll want to chow some more instantly


74 Wardour St, London, W1F 0TE

Cubanos London – Cubano Sandwich


It’s no secret that I’m a film lover. I’ve been to the cinema about 50 times this year (and counting… The new Star Wars isn’t out… yet). So it’s no surprise that I’ve seen Jon Favreau’s little indie called Chef, about a struggling chef in looks of reinventing himself.

What does he do? He opens a food truck in Miami, specializing in Cubano sandwiches. I’ve been to Miami before, and before this, I had never heard of these beautiful bread compositions. And so, I watched the film, getting hungrier and hungrier, in despair for not being able to try this glorious looking sandwich in London.

Look how it reflects on the foil. Mirrored perfection. Cubanos London - Cubano Sandwich

Look how it reflects on the foil. Mirrored perfection.

Until now, that is. Cubanos London is serving Cubanos at Brick Lane market on Sundays, and they’ve been well worth the wait. Two long pieces of bread, with mojo roasted pork, cola cooked ham, cheese, pickles and mustard, which are grilled together, create one heck of a powerful sandwich punch.

With no trips to Miami in sight (or Cuba for that matter, but I have no idea if there’s anything remotely cuban about this sandwich), this is as good a reenactment of the film as we’re going to get in London. Bonus points for the fact that it’s a damn fine sandwich to start a Sunday.


Slimy? The bread is glazed with… emmmhh… “something” before grilling, so yeah, it’s dirty good

Satisfying? Each bite as powerful as the one before, it’s worthy of Hollywood stardom


Cubanos London
Brick Lane Market on Sunday


Dirty Bones – Pork Ribs


Carnaby Street is a tourist trap like the best of them. Filled with chain stores, it’s no wonder why I try to stay as far away as possible. But right by its side, Kingly Court stands alone with really interesting and delicious restaurants. An oasis, if you will, in a sea of consumerism chaos.

Mhhhh... ribs.... Dirty Bones - Pork Ribs

Mhhhh… ribs….

New kid in town Dirty Bones set up their second location on the top floor, to bathe Soho with their BBQ charms. Sporting a deliciously sticky BBQ sauce, their Pork Ribs can fight with the best in Soho, if not the whole city. Nice location, cool decor, groovy tunes, and good ribs. What more could you ask for? Millions of dollars and a yacht… but yeah, still pretty cool.

Dirty! Dirty Bones - Dirty Fries


Match your ribs with some Dirty Fries, which, as implied, are VERY dirty, and you got yourself a nice trip to American inspired cuisine while in one of London’s prime touristic areas. Beats Covent Garden any day!

Slimy? Covered in sticky BBQ goodness, it would be a crime not to eat this with your bare hands

Satisfying? Prime ribs in a prime location. Enough said.


Dirty Bones
Kingly Court (Carnaby St), London, W1B 5PW

Seeing double rocks!

Bleecker St. – Double Cheeseburger

Burgertown, Uncategorized

Always go for twice as much. It’s an old Chinese proverb (not really). If you ever have the option to go bigger, you should. So when I’m faced with the impossibly obvious decision of whether I’m having a cheeseburger or a Double Cheeseburger, you can bet your bum that I’ll be seeing double when the food comes.

Bleecker St. have been running food carts and stalls in many places, but it had somehow eluded my palate until last weekend. While wrestling the hordes of confused tourists at Old Spitalfields Market (“let’s go back to Covent Garden”), burger time came along. To be honest, it always is burger time. But this time it was serious. So serious, in fact, that I went big. Double big.

Seeing double rocks! Bleecker St. - Double Cheeseburger

Seeing double rocks!

Packing two massive, medium rare patties, plus burger sauce and some veggies, this was one flavourful and seriously dirty hamburger. Double the flavour, double the dirty. Double EVERYTHING.

So what happens now? I’ve only been once and loved it, so not to be charged with hypocrisy, I’ll have to follow the “path of the double” and come back for more…

Slimy? Double the slimy. DOUBLE.

Satisfying? Double the satisfying as well. DOUBLE.


Bleecker St.
Old Spitalfields Market, London, Greater London, E1 6EA

DF / Mexico – Grilled Chicken Tacos


Mexico City (or D.F., i.e. Distrito Federal for the cool people) is one strange place. On the one hand is insanely overpopulated, and also one of the most polluted cities in the world. But like all of Mexico, none of it matters when it comes to the food.

DF / Mexico tries to bring this gritty, urban landscape of Mexico to another insanely overpopulated, but certainly not as polluted city called London. And with it come new spins and takes on classic mexican fare. For me, it’s always about the tacos. And the burritos. But this article is about the tacos. So shut up, burritos. You’ll get your chance some other time.

2015-11-01 DF Mexico - Chicken Tacos

Not one but TWO TACOS. Who said Taco Tuesdays?

First thing that impresses is how big these things are. I’ve gotten used to smaller, market tacos. This things were big and wholesome, and heavily stuffed. The Grilled Chicken tacos had some fancy habanero sauce and salsa, and they were as fun to hold as they were delicious. And just the right amount of spicy, since as we all know, Mexicans are masochists when it comes to food heat levels. Plus I bought chips, which, while not very mexican, they came with mexican inspired dips.

Add a very spacious setting, cool vibes and a very central location, and all I can say is arriba arriba! Viva Mexico cabrones!

Slimy? That habanero sauce will stick to your fingers and make them burn (not really)

Satisfying? Ayayay! A huevo! (Translation: awesome)


DF / Mexico
28-29 Tottenham Court Rd, London W1T 1BL

Mama’s Jerk – Jerk BBQ Chicken Wings


There’s just something about chicken wings, you know? They have this irresistible quality that, upon gazing on a new set of recently served chicken, one must dive in, with little regard of how one will look while doing it. Watching someone eat wings is disgusting by all accounts, and as much as we can feel people watching us while gorging on these little bits of bird, we… can’t stop ourselves.

Back at Pop Brixton for a second helping (last time wasn’t enough), it was time to try Brixton’s specialty cooking style, jerk. Mama’s Jerk to the rescue, with their incredibly tender, Jerk BBQ Chicken Wings.

The Winged Mountain. Mama's Jerk - Jerk BBQ Chicken Wings in Pop Brixton

The Winged Mountain

Make sure you get sorted with at least 27 napkins, as you’ll be needing them after you jump into the slippery mess that is this mountain of saucy poultry. No clue what they put on the sauce, but it’s as addictive as any other substance I’ve tried before. Plus, if you’re lucky like I was, you might get more wings than you purchased. Kind of like getting one extra McNugget in your nugget box. Only way better.

If loving jerk chicken means I’m a jerk, then I’m more than happy continuing being one.

Slimy? You’ll be licking your fingers all afternoon. And next day’s afternoon also.

Satisfying? If only it was a bottomless pit of wings. They go so fast…


Mama’s Jerk
Pop Brixton, 49 Brixton Station Road, London SW9 8PQ