Central London has a wide array of food
establishments to choose from, and usually our hunger needs can be catered to within
a 5 mile radius however this one night, I found a dark, mysterious cave hidden
in the back streets of the busy city...
With a firm bouncer guarding the door, I waited
in a short queue. Roughly 20 minutes later, I was ushered into a hardly lit,
skeptical, buzz of a restaurant, heaving with Londoners and tourists
anticipating being directed to a creaky chair and wobbly table to dine at. An
American diner style menu with a cynical twist; burgers, fries, onion rings and
milkshakes were pretty much the standard and after a recommendation from a
friend, I knew exactly what I was going for - Buffalo Chicken Burger, Fries and
Onion Rings.
I've found that buffalo sauce presents a marmite
situation - you either love it or hate it and I love it! The twang it gives
food lights up my pallet for real! About 15 minutes after I’d ordered, it all
arrived; a dirty, excessive excuse for a late night feast. The succulent
grilled chicken breast was smothered in buffalo sauce, spilling out on to the
tissue paper meals are served on. The iceberg lettuce was protected by a brioche bun which was soft and sweet, rounding
off the whole combo and balancing the often face scrunching flavour of buffalo
sauce. The unstable table shook as I picked up my dinner and the first bite had
my eyes closed and body dancing - heaven! The fries, I found a little too salty
and the onion rings, a sound attempt but not quite GBK or Greedy Cow, a little
too soggy for me.
I honestly could've had 2 burgers and no
sides; it was that satisfying! This joint is not for the faint hearted but instead for those who eat
vigorously and carelessly. With a few branches in London and outside of the
capital, you are guaranteed to 'Come Hungry, Leave Full'.
Meat Liquor.
Verdict? CHEWS :)
Can.x
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