Saturday, 21 February 2009

Annoated review of Heston's Little Chef

I used only words for my debut review as Shreddie Kruger on the esteemed London Review of Breakfasts. So if you want words go there. If you want pictures stay here.







































13 comments:

Lennie Nash said...

Cracking post! Great pictures as well. Love the names on the back of their shirts.

Keep up the good work!

Lennie

MsMarmitelover said...

Ah cool, you beat me to it...
What was the marmite on toast like?

Helen Yuet Ling Pang said...

What a lovely idea for a post! You're so creative...

Walid Al Saqqaf said...

Very good post Jonathan, enjoyed the pics and made me hungry for a good old English Breakfast!

Browners said...

So pleased you all liked the post. It took me multiple attempts to get right because I kept on changing the narrative. I think Little Chef lends itself to pcitures primarily and words secondly.

In fact it took so long it stopped me writing up MsMarmitelovers amazing underground restaurant! Can't wait to write about such a fantastic night.

Joshua said...

Loving the idea of the pictorial review.

I really like the sausages, thought they were nice and meaty with a good firm texture. My tomatoes were awful though, nowhere near enough time under the grill so rock hard and flavourless.

Browners said...

We had a very similar experience Joshua. Sausages were poor for us. A bit anemic. And the tomato was fluffy. A bit of a let down because we'd ordered beans.

But overall, it was a fantastic experience.

ginger@dinnerdiary.org said...

The Jetsons! I kept wondering what the interior reminded me of and it's that, thank you!

Browners said...

Very Jetsons darling.

Basile said...

I would never think to describe eggs as "slutty", but I can totally picture how they would taste.

Browners said...

Hi Basile, "slutty eggs" comes from my review over on London Review of Breakfasts

http://tinyurl.com/agv2gy

"We nodded approval at the thyme-infused mushrooms and sherry vinegar-anointed fried eggs, which poured out their yolky hearts like a kiss and tell whore having dinner with Max Clifford. Crisp toast, sliced from a fresh bloomer, mopped up their filthy stories with aplomb."

Will said...

Nice to see you on LRB, another one of my favourite blogs.

Browners said...

Thanks Will!

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