Saturday, 19 July 2014

The Pudding Bar

Pop Up Pudding

A pop up pudding poem ..


In a cute little pop up on Greek street, 
That has been on my mind for a while,
Is an inspirational concept,
Bound to make everyone smile.


The premise is all based on pudding, 
Why hasn't this been done before? 
It seemed completely appropriate 
To say 'please sir, can I have some more'? 



The tables and chairs sat awaiting, 
The press and their guests to sit down, 
To sample delights from the kitchen,
The finest you'll taste in the town.


Eyes widened as dishes appeared,
Prepared with attention and care, 
The spoons and forks soon began scooping,
Each wanting to have their fair share! 




Our evening was one to remember,
With cheesecake, meringue and parfait, 
The pudding bar's onto a winner,
They most definitely made my day!



Don't hang about, Pudding Bar is only open for 3 months so hurry on over!  

Thursday, 17 July 2014

Platterform at Stage 3

Platterform Launch

What do you get if you mix a Geisha, rastafari calamari and a jazzy DJ in the Hackney empire? Yes, it left me with a few question marks as well but the bizarre eclecticism of Platterform at Stage 3 is somehow entirely appropriate.


After three years of rooftop surfing, this pop up has a permanent location. Hello Hackney! We had dreadlocks and geishas, jazz tunes and prawn crackers and were surrounded by lanterns, birdcages and puppets.



Viewing this Hackney hotspot was a piece of literature, it would be the ever-so highbrow heads, bodies and tails flip books circa the 90’s with the giggles that each combination generates because the here, the crazy mix is wonderful.



Popping along to their launch was therefore one of the better choices of the week, being treated to a delicious array of cocktails and a whistle-stop tour of their malasijamaicanese (?) menu.


I'm still getting used to the notion that arriving on time means I will be at least half an hour early but in this case, it was a great opportunity to admire the venue in its pre-peopled state and have a little run down of the grand plans in store for Platterform’s future now it has a more permanent spot with movie nights, free tai chi lessons, live music sessions and chef takeovers. 




























































The prawn cracker laden stall sat in the gloriously open windoors (camaaan summer) and sported lanterns, baskets and all manner of trinkets.

The bar was stretched beneath the balcony where we had an excellent view of the activities below. My first cocktail was in slushy form and dropped me off somewhere appropriately exotic with it’s pineapple and coconut tones.  


We sat amongst fellow reviewers and their plus ones as we tucked into the offerings from the kitchen. I was a big fan of the butternut squash houmous while the Baba Ganuj (I maintain it's spelling of Babba Ganoooooosh) won the show for one of my new companions. Inhalation of each dish resulted in some very satisfied diners. 

Thank goodness for my moral code which prevented me from attempting to run off with the aesthetically delightful ball glasses which our Dr Chai cocktail arrived in, another essential for one’s drinks cabinet which I am now on the market for!



The rastafari calamari was also a great hit (not just because of it's excellent name)!

With smiles all round and general admiration of the Geisha and her attire, we'll definitely be back for more creative inspiration!





Easily accessible by bus or overground, this is a great addition to Hackney’s ever expanding array of unconventionally excellent options and I’m pretty excited to make like Columbus and explore some more!

Friday, 11 July 2014

Clockjack Oven

Clockwork Chicken 

Chicken anybody? The Clockjack Oven has it covered and Soho can claim a rotisserie restaurant for it's very own. Whether it's a mid week chicken craving or a Sunday roast that you're in search of, Clockjack has made it's way into the pecking order (sorry) and serves up some pretty pleasing poulet in a wonderfully bright and fresh environment to eat in or take out.



Recommended to us was this Briska pomegranate liquid heaven and apparently I now like cider, well this one anyway! It was delightfully refreshing with just the right amount of sweetness. Bottoms up! 

We began with a plate of greek style mezze with a delicious pepper and zucchini dip, tzatziki and houmous to share and the famed buttermilk chicken bites with creamy dipping sauce. Let the chicken adventure begin! 


The restaurant has a comfortably informal vibe and a great place to catch up with old (and new) friends.

Between mouthfuls, have a go at the incredibly highbrow game of spot the chicken. Our brows felt considerably raised after this.

The chickens turned and flamed in front of us and aromas of chicken goodness wafted around the restaurant. Having been brought up on a considerably chicken heavy diet, my nostalgia for the bird is unbounded and what better way to spend a Sunday lunchtime than in its company?!


You can choose from a quarter (for the sensibly hungry), half (for the relatively ambitious) or whole chicken (for the monstrously hungry) – probably double it if you’re a strapping young lad. And then add the sauce or gravy of your choice. 

To accompany out chicken feast, we selected the bourbon infused sweetcorn which arrived in a delightful miniature pot. (Note to all the eligible bachelors out there, the way to my heart is definitely through le Creuset) and the dressed salad to add a nice bit a green!


So we definitely didn't leave any space for dessert, ergo, we had dessert. A dark chocolate ganache and a vanilla cheesecake, both perfectly cut and placed upon slates infront of us. The buttery biscuit base to topping ratio was just right and went down an absolute treat.

Checking the fantastic clockjack cog clock on the wall signalled our time had very much come to an end and it was time to dash off to The Royal Academy for yet more high brow activities.

Check out what's on every day at Clockjack and skip on over for some chickeny delights. We had a scrumptious time, now it's your turn!


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