coo coo...the pigeon's-eye view |
Being that Saturday's meat adventure was a bit of a cheat (albeit delicious, a bit of sausage on a pizza didn't really have that full-on artery-busting effect we were going for) for Sunday's sustenance we headed to MEATmarket in Covent Garden. A sister restaurant of Meat Liquor, which is shut on Sundays, we decided to try it out as it only opened a few days before. The restaurant is upstairs in the old-fashioned Jubilee Market in Covent Garden, and the roosting-pigeon's-eye view is good for people watching, and I gather a lot less dark and noisy than Meat Liquor's trendy nu-grunge interior. Meat
Liquor has been the subject of a lot of hype, and I read really great
things about their 'Dead Hippie' burger from the excellent Burgerac,
so I was excited to try this place out. They pose themselves as a
fast-food version of Meat Liquor, with a more limited menu, a wide
counter a la your local kebab shop or McS**t, with stools and high
tables which overlook the market. As I said, you do get a great view
over the market, but be warned that view comes at a price - the market
has customary wide open entrances all day long, so things get a little
chilly in the dining area.
Service was friendly, and fast. We sucked our bottomless cokes (free refills - a nice authentic American touch) through straws, and a few minutes later our trays of food arrived in funky drive-thru style wrapping. Still, even before I unwrapped it it looked disappointingly small.
The Dead Hippie is essentially a cheeseburger, featuring two beef burgers, cheese, lettuce, diced onion and 'dead hippie special sauce'. When I unwrapped mine it sadly hadn't got any bigger, and as I pulled my scarf around me against the brisk air I again had that nagging feeling that £7.50 was quite a lot for a burger. Taking a bite I would agree with Burgerac that there is a pleasant beefy taste to the burger, and a LOT of juice that spills out and runs off your chin when you sink your teeth in, very enjoyable. But it's not really outstanding. I wanted this burger to make me fall off my stool with flavours but it just didn't. I commented to Jane it sort of tastes how I imagine a McS**t Big Mac SHOULD taste - if it looked like the pictures above the counter - but I'm not sure if this is really a compliment. I really liked the fries, which were perfectly salted and stayed crisp (though not warm - again, the chill...) for the entire meal. Jane ordered the MEATmarket exclusive (all the other burgers are all available at Meat Liquor), the Black Palace burger: double burger with cheese, pickles, grilled onions, ketchup and mustard. I eyed hers with some envy, it seemed a bit bigger, but I'm not sure if this was due to the fact that it was overflowing with oodles of delicious looking grilled onions - so much so that it kind of disintegrated when she tried to eat it.
Dead Hippie...tasty, juicy and sadly over in about 2 minutes |
I'm glad I tried MEATmarket but I can't help but feel that it's a little over-rated. I don't think I would have felt this if it was better value for money. Its position in Jubilee Market is unique, but draughty and I felt like I was paying restaurant prices for a cafe experience and one which is (dare I say it) trading on its quirky hipster following. In Brighton, I know from the brilliant Grubbs burgers that fast food can be good AND cheap. I know from the rather lovely Coal Shed (a bit of a Hawksmoor imitator) that burgers can be lovingly presented, and a little more expensive. Still, my Coal Shed burger the other week cost £9.50, included dripping-cooked chips, its one 250g steak mince beef burger equalling the combined thickness of the two burger Dead Hippie. In the end I spent £13 at MEATmarket on what was really fast food, very nice fast food, but fast food nonetheless, dressed up with a little dash of irony and punky styling. The cult of burger doesn't seem to be loosening its grip on London anytime soon, but as a Brighton-to-London interloper I'd say that we've got a few examples down on the South coast that could knock MEATmarket into a cocked (and if necessary, very hip) hat.
All gone...parting is such sweet sorrow. Sniff. |
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