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.

Mmm... Bleecker Street Waterloo

I've been swimming a fair bit lately and after three nights of swimming on the trot I thought it was acceptable for me to indulge inone of the dirtiest burgers available in London. 

Enter Bleecker Street Burger down on the Southbank in Waterloo. A stones throw from the Udderbelly where I was meeting a friend for a show. I calculated I had just enough time to grab a burger and head in for the cabaret show. 

Right next to Look Mum No Hands under the  Hungerford Bridge it's now settled into a pretty permanent looking burger joint on the Southbank. Which is good news for those looking for a quick fix of meat on the river whilst enjoying the sunshine! 

I got in the queue and ordered! A double cheese burger, and fries.

I didn't quite like the fact that they cooked in batches. Basically the queue to order ends up in a queue to pick up, and whilst if you're at the beginning of that queue it's great, but if you're middle or at the end like me you end up having to wait for all the other slow people ahead of you to be called and pick up their burgers. And unlike me they're not half as excited so when their number is called they resemble some imbecile looking like they've never heard the number 72 before... Durrrrr!!!! Hurry the F up people!!!

Anyway the reason this riles me up is due to those extra seconds and moments mean my burger is still cooking itself, much like a nice beef joint. So it risks being overdone. And definitely not pink. This is bad news. And surely Bleecker should know better. I held my breath waiting and internally trying to hurry these people up! 

As a result half my double patty was definitely not pink whilst the other one was perfect. Bit of a shame! 

So I finally got my burger, and it was decidedly greasy. Consisting of cooked onions, two layers of cheese and burger sauce, it's pretty drippy! I did end up licking my fingers. A lot. The bun was pretty soggy in places, because of the batch process of cooking them and laying them out they lost their crispness waiting for all those patties to be ready.

And please don't hate me but I still would prefer a tiny bit of lettuce or at least something remotely healthy.

I got chips on the side! So I'm not that healthy! 

It was good though. Dirty good. Drippy tasty and really naughty! 

I did feel a little bit gross afterwards, even all those pool sessions can't really negate the badness of a Bleecker street burger. 

Bad but oh so good ;) 

Mmm...Mishkins

Mishkins

I've been here before, I remember... The last time was with an old chum, no she's not dog food. And we had a sumptuous feast of halve platters and rolled out rubbing our bellies.

So a couple things about Mishkins set up.

Their menu is pretty extensive, covering sandwiches, sliders, hot dogs, macaroni cheese and a special of the day list. Most of its available as a whole, or a half. So it's good if you're in the mood to share or if you want to be greedy (I fall into the latter category)

I took my mum, so to be a nice polite young lady I offered to share this time. Once and only once will this ever happen.

We were sat at the bar, my favourite place. I like the interaction with the bar dudes and you feel like you have something to watch. It helps too when they've got pretty hefty beards and tats that I can ogle over.... I was on best behaviour today as Burgerella's mum was in attendance however....

The service was quick and we had a Salt beef half sandwich, Half and half which is fries and onion rings and a Beef and pork hot dog, only because the friend chicken burger had run out. sad times. I've been going through a phase of wanting dirty chicken. This time the hot dog would hve to do.

Disappointingly the half and half skewed towards chips rather than onions, which was a shame as I much prefer onion rings. The bun of my hotdog was pretty sub standard, and literally fell apart in my hands! I like when things get messy but this was crazy!  The dog itself was good. And the dressing was super tasty. 

I was a little jealous of my mum's Salt Beef Sandwich, but luckily we were sharing. And as always it was gorgeous! 

So all in all not a bad visit to Mishkins.

The burgers are still my favourite though!