For as much as your mother loves her worktop and cooking, even she feels lazy sometimes. I don’t blame her at all because if I spent a hundredth of the amount of time she spends in the kitchen, I’d probably have burned it to the ground or chopped off a finger or two (though your mother did almost set the kitchen ablaze with a croissant…that was impressive).
Which brings me to what we eat on the nights neither of us want to cook. We have a list of places we like to eat from, the primary criteria being it is near where we live because we are homebodies (i.e., sloths).
- Song Que – the place with the green awning is how we describe it to others. They serve Vietnamese and the food is good, but the service is shit, so it adds up to a very tasty and authentic experience.
- Tiffin Express – if we could ever get a table at Dishoom without a two hour wait, I’m sure we would be eating there more often when it comes to Indian food. So we end up at the one that’s two minutes away. Location location location.
- Delhi Grill – if we want an Indian sit down place, this is the one. It’s in Angel, which is a tube stop away, so we need some compelling craving to venture here.
- Firezza – Uncle Mark introduced us to this one because this pizza delivery is what he eats by default whenever he’s in town. It is very good, particularly when you order on Tuesday and it’s buy-one-get-one free. Your mother circles this day of the week in her mental calendar.
- Kennedy’s / Crispy Cod – we still haven’t decided which one is better for fish n’ chips. Your mother is generally more into the chips – salted, no vinegar – while I’m more into the fish (cod). It works out well.
- Ottolenghi – if we have guests in town, we will bring them here for Mediterranean tapas. It’s better if you’re vegetarian, slightly posh, and rich. I expect this to be the first one to drop off once you join the team.
- Andina – if our guests are staying longer and we need to take them somewhere else to eat, this Peruvian tapas place is our second go-to. The service is royal shit. It doesn’t matter their food ordering system broke down for one hour and they bring out the food with only ten minutes left on the table before kicking you out. We curse them and swear we will never go back there every time we walk out the door, but we keep going back.
- Five Guys – I’m sure if there was an In n’ Out, your mother would be partial to them instead for burgers. It might be British beef, but there is still a slice of American in the operation, so we go when we feel homesick or a desire to eat burgers because McDonalds just doesn’t cut it here.