No matter how busy anyone is, there’s always time to eat. My number one rule in the book, never forget to eat. I mean, it’s physically impossible for me anyway when I’m thinking, planning and dreaming about food 24/7/365… Yea I truly am that disgusting and ridiculous. If I got thrown out of a plane, shipwrecked on some desert island, etc. I’d probably start Ray Mears-style finding ways to recreate a cheesy omelette on hot volcanic rock I can find, grill wild boar satays, etc. all by a shoddily set-up campfire (the question of actually being successful in setting one up of course is very controversial). Despite being one not to eat out often, I can never say no to a lunch or a dinner out and with some of my favourite ladies, even more reason to ditch the work and run, arms-stretched out, squealing to Byron
Catty had told me so much about it. Suyin had raved about how good their burgers were. I, on the other hand, was clueless. I was going in blind. Can you imagine my anticipation.
10 minutes early. Tick tock tick tock. Sat there all by my lonely self, licking my lips and nursing a lone Diet Coke, with a massive grin on my face. Yes, I was well chipper. And all for burger and chips.
Basically, there’s not much of a story to tell this time round. The results were good, let’s just say that. A really good patty and I loved that the patty came very pink in the middle. Anyone who likes red meat well done is missing out on quite a lot, let’s put it that way. I had a really good lunch. They serve great chips, made from spuds or courgettes – both very scrummy. End of story. Yum yum yummyinmytummy so that’sitthankyoubye.
At the Intrepid Fox
97-99 Wardour Street