We went on a family outing last Sunday to see a different side of London: the hip East End. I had recently read an article about camel pie that attemptied to make the point that the British were getting more adventurous in their eating habits. The camel meat was described as having “a texture almost identical to beef, with a taste between venison and mutton.” I'm sorry but this doesn’t sound nearly as adventurous as jellied eels, something the British have been enjoying in pie form since the beginning of time.
With this thought in mind, our patrol ventured out in search of jellied eel pie, a staple of the East End. Leo was armed with his usual assortment of Thomas trains. Near the Old Spitalfields Market we spotted St. John Bread and Wine, the younger sibling of the intrepid culinary institution St. John. Surely they would have jellied eel pie or at least something equally beastly!
Mercifully we were spared. It was very busy but we snagged a table. Dazed from our wandering and under pressure from Leo we quickly ordered our lunch. Salad, duck liver prunes and bacon, potted pork and rabbit, cheese plate all to be washed down with a 2004 COTES DU ROUSSILLON Domaine Boudau 'Le Clos'. The excellent bread basket arrived quickly and was devoured on impact. Did we eat breakfast? Everything was yummy with the possible exception of the duck liver and prunes. The salad was impressive for a carnivore establishment: a very delicate dressing on equally delicate greens (known as Boston Lettuce in the US) with a bit of spearmint mixed in. Still we weren't convinced that we made the best selections but all in all it was a tasty blur.
Bored with the whole adventure, Leo assembled pieces of the various dishes on his trains for makeshift Thomas sushi. As they say after practically every event in the Thomas the train videos: “luckily no one was hurt.”
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We went on a family outing last Sunday to see a different side of London: the hip East End. I had recently read an article about camel pie that attemptied to make the point that the British were getting more adventurous in their eating habits. The camel meat was described as having “a texture almost identical to beef, with a taste between venison and mutton.” I'm sorry but this doesn’t sound nearly as adventurous as jellied eels, something the British have been enjoying in pie form since the beginning of time.
With this thought in mind, our patrol ventured out in search of jellied eel pie, a staple of the East End. Leo was armed with his usual assortment of Thomas trains. Near the Old Spitalfields Market we spotted St. John Bread and Wine, the younger sibling of the intrepid culinary institution St. John. Surely they would have jellied eel pie or at least something equally beastly!
Mercifully we were spared. It was very busy but we snagged a table. Dazed from our wandering and under pressure from Leo we quickly ordered our lunch. Salad, duck liver prunes and bacon, potted pork and rabbit, cheese plate all to be washed down with a 2004 COTES DU ROUSSILLON Domaine Boudau 'Le Clos'. The excellent bread basket arrived quickly and was devoured on impact. Did we eat breakfast? Everything was yummy with the possible exception of the duck liver and prunes. The salad was impressive for a carnivore establishment: a very delicate dressing on equally delicate greens (known as Boston Lettuce in the US) with a bit of spearmint mixed in. Still we weren't convinced that we made the best selections but all in all it was a tasty blur.
Bored with the whole adventure, Leo assembled pieces of the various dishes on his trains for makeshift Thomas sushi. As they say after practically every event in the Thomas the train videos: “luckily no one was hurt.”
We went on a family outing last Sunday to see a different side of London: the hip East End. I had recently read an article about camel pie that attemptied to make the point that the British were getting more adventurous in their eating habits. The camel meat was described as having “a texture almost identical to beef, with a taste between venison and mutton.” I'm sorry but this doesn’t sound nearly as adventurous as jellied eels, something the British have been enjoying in pie form since the beginning of time.
With this thought in mind, our patrol ventured out in search of jellied eel pie, a staple of the East End. Leo was armed with his usual assortment of Thomas trains. Near the Old Spitalfields Market we spotted St. John Bread and Wine, the younger sibling of the intrepid culinary institution St. John. Surely they would have jellied eel pie or at least something equally beastly!
Mercifully we were spared. It was very busy but we snagged a table. Dazed from our wandering and under pressure from Leo we quickly ordered our lunch. Salad, duck liver prunes and bacon, potted pork and rabbit, cheese plate all to be washed down with a 2004 COTES DU ROUSSILLON Domaine Boudau 'Le Clos'. The excellent bread basket arrived quickly and was devoured on impact. Did we eat breakfast? Everything was yummy with the possible exception of the duck liver and prunes. The salad was impressive for a carnivore establishment: a very delicate dressing on equally delicate greens (known as Boston Lettuce in the US) with a bit of spearmint mixed in. Still we weren't convinced that we made the best selections but all in all it was a tasty blur.
Bored with the whole adventure, Leo assembled pieces of the various dishes on his trains for makeshift Thomas sushi. As they say after practically every event in the Thomas the train videos: “luckily no one was hurt.”
