We transitioned through the tube, just about intact. Our party split, and two fights almost broke out but that's standard for most commutes through London.
This was a pilgrimage after all. It wasn't supposed to be easy.
Finally we made it to Meat Mission and even though it was a Thursday our table was waiting... Whoop, it also helps when one of us is going out with the bar manager!
We got our table round the side of the main room, an almost private dining experience... I've not been to a burger joint with this many people before. It's good!
The general consensus was to eat loads. We went for the whole menu it seems!
I chose the bacon cheeseburger and chicken fingers with fries. I was hungry. I diverted from my usual choice of the Dead Hippy, the doubleness being far too big for my current state. Since I'd had all of my wisdom teeth out this was my first proper meal out in public since my extraction.
Unfortunately my jaw still wasn't at full health and I could only manage tiny bird bites.
But bite all the same, I was going to eat this goddamn burger.
And it was yummy, although unfortunately it was far too done for my liking. I love a bit of bloodiness when it comes to my meat and this burger was devoid of the pinky goodness of medium rare. My guess is that the bacon cheeseburgers had been done first and while waiting for the rest of the burgers to cook up ours had time to sit and keep cooking. Shame really.
The dead hippy brigade fared much better, I could see the oozing and bloody state of the meat and I was bloody jealous. That doesn't normally happen. I hate getting food envy. One thing I've learnt now is if you find a favourite stick with it. Next time I'll be having a dead hippie.
Our eyes were certainly too big for our bellies but we persevered through the mountain of food. There was a distinct feeling of having accomplished something when the last of the fries were pushed into our fat cheeks full of chicken, burgers and fries.
Greedy bastards the lot of us, I've got some good work mates!
A very good pilgrimage to the mission.
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