Everything Is Nice

Beating the nice nice nice thing to death (with fluffy pillows)

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  1. Now this is clearly the ethnic signature sandwich I need to try next.


    22 September 2011 at 13:19

  2. Judging the wait at the Anchor & Hope too long, we popped down the Canton Arms yesterday with my in-laws where I had two pretty much perfect courses. The first was squid on toast with aoili where the beautifully soft, lemony squid had been cooked in its own ink and this had all soaked into the sourdough. The garlic of the generous tablespoonful of aoili married with the squid and was also handy for dispatching the crusts. Then it was venison osso bucco with saffron risotto. The deer was cut across the shank as is traditionally done with veal so you get two thick discs of meat plus a couple of bullets of marrow from the bone. I’d thought this might overpower the risotto but it was robust enough to take it. Presentation left a bit to be desired but then inky grey is always going to be hard to prettify and the slightly oily, rustic plating of the venison suited the dish. £20 for the pair.

    As I mentioned in the original post, they go in for sharing dishes and my father- and brother-in-law had what our waitress described as hare and ham pie but the blackboard called wild rabbit and ham pie. The pie has become quite a debased beast in a lot of pubs: a bowl of gravy containing a few tiny curls of meat with a puff pastry lid floating on top. This was the real deal with plenty of meat, golden crispy pastry tucked over the dish and ample enough for three. Also on the blackboard was beef shin for five-ish and as we were coming to the end of our meal, this arrived for the table next to us. Blimey, it was something to behold.

    Oh, one final thing: this time the fizz was made with quince. This was jammy and peppery and still not quite right.


    23 October 2011 at 13:47

  3. […] means that the total bill was exactly the same as the bill for five people when we ate at the Canton Arms the next night. Now, admittedly my mother-in-law only had a cheese toasty and we ordered some of […]

  4. […] Homerton. Usually this would mean crepes but the missus fancies a proper dinner so we head down to Railroad. It is shut on a Monday. However, as luck would have it, just a couple of hours I had been reading […]

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