Monday breakfast was a smoothie and a Jordans "Luxury Absolute Nut" cereal bar. I don't mind cereal bars but didn't like this, it's was too sweet as well as being slightly sticky, getting towards gacky. There are better cereal bars out there.
Somehow this meagre meal sustained me throughout the rest of my working day - which in truth wasn't quite completed, as I ducked out early to sample the delights one of the trendiest new eateries in town, Pit Cue Co. The folks who run this place gained great acclaim flogging their American BBQ food from a van last year, and have now set up permanent premises just off Carnaby Street. I've tried to eat here on a couple of occasions recently but haven't been able to stick out the queues, such is my impatience. Yes, they have a "democratic" no-booking policy, hence heading out of work a touch early for an "off-site meeting"! I'm a bit of a sucker for BBQ though have never eaten it in the States, so Bodeans is my benchmark. Anyway, I'm pleased to report that Pit Cue far exceeded my expectations, and is now my bestest BBQ. I ordered ribs, sourced from the Ginger Pig, which had been slow cooked in the smoker. Rather than a whole rack of lean baby-back ribs a la Bodeans, at Pit Cue I received four meaty, fatty, tender and smokey ribs from the top-end of the rack, with a thin coating of homemade BBQ sauce which I thought had a hint of star anise to it. The impeccable meat was sourced from the Ginger Pig, who seem to be supplying more and more restaurants these days, no problem for me as the quality's so high. The ribs were served with some pickles and a chunk of sourdough bread that had been toasted on the grill. I ordered a side of mash with burnt ends - rich buttery potato topped with burnt ends of beef brisket and meaty gravy - pretty amazing. My second side of Buffalo Wings was the only unsuccessful dish, the sauce being too sweet and fruity, and the pickled celery accompaniment did nothing for me - fresh celery and blue cheese dip would have been preferable. This was all served on prison-type food-trays by pleasant, knowledgable staff in a dingy basement. This is not somewhere to come and socialise with your friends, lingering over a few glasses of wine. It's a place to come, queue, eat amazing BBQ food, and leave - possibly to head home for a shower, as it feels dirty. Good dirty.
Progress report on the marmalade, looking good but no pictures of it bubbling away I'm afraid, results tomorrow!
Better than Bodeans? Surely not. I have to say the wings are the best part of Bodeans for me so to hear that they disappointed here is a shame. The ribs and burnt ends sound excellent though, I will have to try and visit when in town. Nice review.
ReplyDeleteThanks again for the blog, I enjoy living vicariously through your eating habits which are far more exciting than my own.