Borough Market Revisited

Becca came up to the office for lunch today, and we walked down to Borough Market. I know I've written about this place before, but there's always something new going on, so I don't feel bad about a repeat.

We started by splitting our old standby, the grilled cheese sandwich. It never gets old. Not much else to say about this except try one!

We walked by Fish! Market, and I recalled I had forgotten to remember not to overlook writing up the fish and chips at this place. We stopped by for some haddock and fries over a month ago, and I never got around to writing it up. One of my coworkers from Austin has posited that you can't get good fish and chips in London. I'd been to a few places, and while I'm not quite inclined to agree with him, I haven't been blown away. Rock and Sole Plaice in Covent Garden is kind of the minimum bar (see Rudy's test for BBQ), but it's not so good I'd be ready to hold it up as the shining example that proves that yes, indeed, by god, you can get good fish & chips in London. Fish! is that shinig example that proves that yes, indeed, by god, you can get amazing fish & chips in London. Moist, tender, salty, doused with malt vinegar, with a flaky crust, this is how fried fish should be, and the chips absolutely do it justice.

We wandered on through and, as usual, found ourselves in front of the Gamston Wood Farm stall. They're usually not open on Thursdays, so we were pleasantly surprised to find they were frying up meaty goodness today. Must be on account of the holiday season. We were further surprised to find they had reindeer burgers on special. We couldn't resist (what can I say, we're in the festive spirit!), and we were rewarded for our holiday cheer. Rudolph is a tasty, tasty reindeer. This was even better than the zebra we had a few months back. Becca said she'd never had a burger back in the States that had that much flavor in the meat. We'll be back for more. We were planning on cooking spaghetti for dinner this evening, so we picked up some uncooked kangaroo meatballs to go, our poor prior experience with the kanga be damned. Again, our adventurousness was rewarded. After about an hour and fifteen minutes in the oven on top of a bed of onions and garlic, the last 30 minutes of which was spent submerged in the sauce, they turned out wonderfully. It may just be that we didn't cook them all the way through when we had the kanga burgers before. At any rate, we're on a roll today, but I'm not a gamblin' man, so I'm quitting while I'm ahead. Well, that and I'm kinda full. Until next time, cuisinauts!