I had one of my regular
and overwhelming cravings for a real fat, meaty, juicy and very
greasy burger but wasn't sure of where and when to get one. Where
would fill the spot and satisfy my hunger. After thinking about it
over a cup of tea, a 'Tiny Burger' from Forty Burgers at Craft Beer
Co N1 was perfect. A greasy double stack of meaty goodness topped
with more salty bacon and cheese. It was the meat, fat and salt
combination that I desired so much.
It was a damn shame the
pub wasn't open. Maybe it was a Thursday, or could it have been a
Wednesday. Either way it doesn't really matter as it was shut. They
didn't open until the mid afternoon and it was moments after 1pm.
Salvation came in the
form of a very sinister looking clown. 'The Joker of Penton St' is on
a list of places to visit drink and eat. In fact it features as the
place to start a proposed drinking thing/pub crawl called the 'Chapel
Market Triangle'
I'd not eaten there
before but the food sounded tasty and with a fancy little kitchen in
the corner (complete with a flat top grill) and a comprehensive list
of burgers, I can safely say it was the ideal spot.
Slight confusion over a
very child menu looking menu with pictures of bears and silly names,
it took a while to realise it was in actual fact the adults menu. The
only menu. The burgers had odd yet obvious names. Even now I think
the idea of calling a vegetarian burger a 'Koala Bear' after the
cute, furry little leaf eating marsupials. 'Angry Bear' was a burger
featuring jalapeños and 'Greedy Bear' was a double stacked burger of
meaty madness.
Frank being vegetarian
had no choice but to eat a koala, I was spoilt for choice but with an
unhealthy craving for meat I thought it best if I went for the Greedy
Bear. When I saw the size of the meat patties as they were slapped
onto a sizzling flat top, I was slightly fearful that I had made the
wrong decision. The balls of meat were the size of grapefruits, not
oranges, or satsumas but the size of a large pink grapefruit. Make
that two of those balls, with a side of cheesy chips and onion rings.
Possibly not the best idea.
I could see movement
behind the bar. Like a dog hearing a distant sound and its ears
pricking up and seemingly staring into the distance at nothing. I
could see food being plated up. Meat, meat and meat. Two meat burgers
were brought out to us. Some kind of mix up had taken place and
instead of receiving a koala Frank was given a angry bear. He wasn't
angry but explained the mix up and that he was vegetarian. The
waiter/chef apologised and was about to walk off with the little meat
mistake but then stopped. Just as he was about to remove this angry
little thing off the table, he asked me if I wanted it. He went back
to the kitchen and immediately put the koala bear on the grill.
While the vegetarian disc of meatless goodness was cooking away, he
prepared the cheesy chips placing them underneath the salamander
grill to melt the cheese and waited as the onion ring bubbled away in
the fryer.
Could I take on this
unexpected meat challenge, like hell I could and was I was determined
to eat every last mouthful down to the crispy little meat crumbs that
had fallen from the bun in my hand and into the sauce and grease
filled bowl below.
The burger(s) were
amazing, so fresh, so meaty with so much naturally meaty flavour.
Every bite was as exhilarating as the one before. All the meat in
front of me eventually disappeared into my belly, it was like I'd
eaten an entire baby cow. Not quite a calf, but a week old little
baby.
Thankfully I have so
many meat loving and carnivorous mates as we will most definitely be
coming back again. I want more 'Burger Bears'.
I know there isn't
anything about beer here but I did have a couple of pints of this
drinkable beer that had been steeped with herbs. And it is a pub
after all.
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