Mmm Patty and Bun twice in one week.

I do confess I have a very big soft spot for Patty and Bun but who could blame me. I got for a short amount of time the special treatment. And so naturally I became quite loyal to the cool garage tune playing joint that served me delicious and very naughty burgers.
I've not documented my burger outings in just over a year and so felt that I must pen my last few burger adventures.

So first off, I ran 12.2 miles on Saturday and so I deserved a lovely tasty burger. Also I must make a note that recently I've been hankering and talking about my need for fried chicken. One mate at work says she can whip up a mean fried chicken, lucky for her I've not set up camp outside her house hoping for scraps thrown out the window. So naturally when passing by P&B at London Fields I decided there was no time like the present for a change in my ordering.

I went for the Hot Chick Chicken Burger.
Fuck it was good.
I mean really bloody awesomely good.

Perfectly packaged hot chick

Crunchy fried goodness

One hot chick

So good, that no sooner than five days later I brought my boyfriend to the P&B at soho and we had it again. He liked it. And his taste buds are much better than mine.

Round two: Patty and Bun, Soho

I know I can trust his opinion.

The chicken was hot, crispy, fried, succulent goodness. Gherkins and a slaw made it all combine into a creamy, crunchy and juicy concoction in my mouth. Just typing this is making my mouth water.

Get me back there NOW. Blimey.