Mmm... Honest Camden

Well it's been a while. Yoga and Burgers on a Wednesday with my best bud Alan. He's the most awesome runner. This past weekend he ran 84 miles in the countryside. I managed a measly 10. But who's counting?

Me and Alan have a special relationship. One of Yin and Yang. And NamaSTEAK!
After a sweaty session of yoga the obvious choice was a meat fuelled dinner to celebrate and catch up. This is our tradition. Or should I say he's an enabler of my addiction! he he.

So from our yoga sesh in Swiss Cottage we bussed it over to Camden Lock for a yummy and might I add quiet bite at Honest Burgers, Camden.

The place was quiet. Mwah ha ha ha... my best evil laugh. Because I know what a bitch it is to get a table at the Soho joint. We walked in and had our pick of the tables. We didn't really care though. We just wanted a good bit of meat. And we were not going to be disappointed.

Honestly this place is one of the best. It's my number two. Which is quite apt as Alan is best bud #2 after Edbob left me for South Africa.

So to the burgers. We both went for The Tribute, a gooey concoction of Beef, Bacon, American Cheese, Burger Sauce, French's Mustard, Pickles, Onion and Lettuce. Holy Cow. Hubba Hubba.

They arrived, on a bed of their lovely rosemary fries and boy I then realised how hungry I was. Mmm yum.

The burger was already dripping with dirty goodness before I even took a bite, I love a dirty burger.
This time the burger sauce really came through and it tasted amazing, tangy and smooth. The meat was juicy pink and just delish. Argh. The juices dripped all over my hand and onto the plate below. One bite caused te juices to run down my chin, neck and almost very nearly onto my blouse. I always make a mess. It Started to resemble a sweaty seventies porno, and not in a good way. Poor Alan, I don't know how he puts up with me! The dirtiest burger bitch to grace the land!

I scoffed my way through the burger and fries and felt particularly smug about it. Since we'd rebalanced at yoga and got all Zen I felt a little bit naughty that I'd reset the balance just a little bit more to the naughty side after this meaty treat! 

Honest you are very very good. And I am very very bad.

Mmm... Honest Burger Oxford Circus

Hitting a burger joint on a rainy Monday night with a vegetarian isn't going to be the best idea I've ever had. Luckily there were three of us and the vegetarian was outnumbered. Ha ha! And we'd had a fair amount of red wine so we just wanted to get out the rain and get dinner! I of course just wanted some meat.

I have actually gone to a burger joint with a veggie who allows himself a piece of meat very very occasionally. His quote from said visit that he 'felt like King Henry the VIII' was pretty funny. Maybe we were in for a similar experience?

My fellow meat eater and I were in for a bit of flack. But we were unaware of this at that point. Just a word of advice. If you like meat a LOT it's probably not wise going to a beautiful burger joint with a vegetarian, and newly upgraded vegan! Argh! Although credit to her...  The fact that she even walked into Honest burgers just off Oxford Street was a bonus. I love how secretly I was thinking that even though she didn't partake in the meat eating she was still supporting the cause by buying food!

I ordered the special. An homage to Spain that consisted of a concoction of meat like a cured ham atop a beautiful cheese and a signature beautiful honest patty, not forgetting a large roasted red pepper that added a sweet dimension to the burger. Oh and the lovely lovely rosemary chips.

My compadre went for the cheeseburger. We were very happy with our choices.

And the veggie ordered the chips. Meh. I'm not quite sure what to say about this. Except maybe it was my fault that I said how much I loved their rosemary fries. Hmmm I was kind of looking forward to trying a bite of the veggie offering. It wasn't to be. 

Three can be a crowd sometimes and this time it definitely was. My fellow burger buddy and I heartily tucked into our burgers with gusto. 

We were really enjoying the beautiful morsels of juicy meat tucked up into beautiful soft brioche buns, while the poor veggie just had a bowl of chips to tuck into. I know who was winning here. 

Unsurprisingly we got into a heated debate about the terrible carnage the consumption of meat was doing to our planet. 

Actually it was more like a vegan tirade against meat and whatever we said wouldn't have made a foie gras difference. 

That'll be the booze talking! 

Suffice to say I probably won't be attending any burger joints with a vegetarian again. Except maybe our King Henry dude.

All in all it was a particularly weird visit to a burger joint. But I came away happy, and full so job done.

Maybe next time I can take the veggie to Meat Mission and they can turn her into a Dead Hippie!!! Ha! 

Mmm... Honest Soho

Wow, well having had a boozy night out with some very lovely friends of mine I was hankering after a good piece of meat to nurse my hangover. I shall forever accept the fact that I am a greedy bitch. There, it's out there. We can all move on now.

So feeling particularly ravenous and a little hungover there was nothing for it except a good burger and one that is a little less dirty than my normal go to burger at MeatMarket.

Honest in Soho was just the button. The best burger in Soho. A beautiful burger joint just a stones throw from the best boozers, gay bars, sex shops and massage parlours. 

Honest is a little welcome delight nestled in the heart of it all on Meard Street.

My hunk of a man wanted a burger too so what better way to spend some quality time together than over a good patty and the most divine chips you'll ever have. 

I've come to expect the best, and Honest didn't disappoint. Normally shunned by a two hour wait, we somehow managed to drop in and there was a hallowed table ready for us immediately. We were on the up. 

This was one of those times when I wasn't concerned when we decided to order the same burger. I don't like sharing and my amigo here didn't look like he was prepared to share either... Although I am coming round to sharing a burger with this guy. That'll be a first!

Luckily we both went for the Tribute burger so no sharing just yet.

A beautiful chunky beef patty, bacon, American cheese, burger sauce, mustard, pickle, lettuce and onion. Quite a burger. 

Oh and not forgetting the tastiest rosemary salted chips. They are so brilliant. It doesn't normally happen but sometimes at Honest I forget about the burger because the chips are so good. And that's not because the burger ain't all that. Oh no. When I do remember about the poor lil patty sitting there dejected I take a bite and then remember that these things are both brilliant. Perfect together like me and my hunky friend!

So our burgers arrived and they were pretty special looking. This was my first burger outing with my friend and I was hoping to impress. He looked it. Phew! 

Now for the taste test! 

A pink patty, juicy and seasoned to perfection. The cheese had melted to a goo and stuck the patty to the perfectly soft brioche bun. The onions, pickle burger sauce and mustard all complemented the whole ensemble. It was a little dirty but not overly so. It was divine. 

I don't quite know what else to say as at that point I descended into a sort of like trance. Maybe it was a mixture of the hot burger and the hot boy. Ha. Who knows.

Boy that was a good burger.

Mmm... Honest Oxford Street

The dirtiness of our burger night out reached new heights tonight. 

Armed with six vouchers that entitled each bearer a free burger at the new Honest Burger a stones throw from Oxford Circus we were excited. Less so when we were told the wait was over an hour. 

The group was prepared to wait! It was a free burger after all...

The wait list gal informed us that we could download an app that told us where we were in the queue and that it would beep when they were ready for us. 

Cool. Don't you just love modern tech?!? 

Our wait wasn't so bad as there's loads of bars on Market Place and behind Oxford Street so we found a spot to hang out at while we waited and our hunger grew...

Eventually that buzzer buzzed and we excitedly got our butts to the restaurant before we lost our space. 

Our vouchers allowed us to have any burger we wanted, regardless of whether it was a single or double. I personally went for the special which was right up my street...Beef mmm yum, smoked cheddar, bacon ketchup - what?!? Oh yes this was the bees knees. Not forgetting the onion rings, jalapeños and lettuce. Oh and chips come as standard. This sounded like a very tasty treat.

The table was pretty even keeled on the ordering, a couple with bigger appetites who went for the Honest Federation. An Honest burger but double patties... I don't quite know how they managed to get their chops around the thing. Maybe next time.

So the patty. Where do I start? One of the biggest I've ever seen, and well I've seen a fair few now. You really are getting your money's worth here. At least an inch and a half thick patty, cooked medium rare, pink and juicy and perfectly seasoned. I could have had it all on it's lonesome it's so good. But where would the fun be in that? 

They know how to sex up a burger here at Honest. Bacon Ketchup. Whatever next. But seriously it was a little orgasm in my mouth. I don't think I've been impressed by a burger in this way since my first dirty affair with Meat Market. For purely different reasons mind! 

Did I also mention that one of our party was breaking his vegetarianism for this visit. Seriously that's how good it is. Later he told me he felt like King Henry the eighth after his burger!!! Ha. 

My burger fellows were seriously content with their choices. Special mention goes to J for finishing off her federation. The girl put it away and I have upmost respect for her. She was obviously hungry for some good meat ;)

Also, she hoovered up her crispy chips and then swapped her plate with her neighbour who'd been hoovering up his regular chips. Win. And yeah the chips were just bloody perfect. Nice little crispy morsels that reminded me of my crazy grannies roast potatoes. The crispy ones are the best! 

Mmm. Hell yeah.

And so that was honest, six very happy punters who spent barely a penny! Oh that reminds me. One of our group came out with the comment of the night. You know you've had a good burger when you need to wash your hands before you pee... 

He he

Honest Burger Oxford Circus

4 Market Place

London W1W 8AD

+44 (0)20 3302 3990

Mon to Sat

11.30–23.00

Sun

11.30–22.00