last week i decided to go to banh mi 11, the vietnamese baguette stall at berwick st market. i’d walked passed the stall a few times and didn’t feel like cutting my mouth on a dry sandwich from pret today so thought i’d take that same old stroll down sex alley to see what was going down, and i’m really quite glad i did.
i didn’t take very long to decide to go for the crackling pork banh mi whilst my friend, who is a vegtable-arian, opted for the tofu (see main pic).
i didn’t really know what to expect and whilst the guys on the stall prepared my sandwich i started to doubt myself. had i made the right choice of filling? why was i in the rain without an umbrella? why DO dogs have wet noses? i had no reason to worry. the banh mi guys had it covered.
the baguette cost me £5 and it was £5 well spent because not only was it authentic and delicious, it kept my hands warm as i trotted back to the office.
the filling of the sandwich was made up of soft slow roasted pork belly that had been marinated in lemon jus and five spice, crunchy crackling, cucumber, carrot, radish pickle, coriander and smothered in hot sauce. the combination of flavours made my mouth do a little dance. at first glance i was worried that it might be a little dry, and that the we might have a roof of mouth cutting situation like the pret baguette incident of november 2011. i had nothing to worry about, it was pretty perfect.
verdict – berwick st market is quickly becoming my favourite lunch destination, if you are in soho then i demand you pay these guys a visit (if you want to, please)
so i mentioned in my previous post that i had been eyeing up the pizza pilgrims van on berwick st and today i decided to give in and see what all the fuss was about.
now i see what the fuss is about. it was really good.
i headed down there at about 2pm which turned out to be quite good as i didn’t have to queue 40 minutes (which is what i had prepared myself for).
i went for the garlic courgette, red onion (there was meant to be black olives too but i think they forgot) rocket and chilli – although the napoli sausage sounded great, the lack of sauce worried me.
the boys that run the stall are very nice and friendly and reminded me a bit of those baking brothers on channel 4 (but less knob-ish)
bet foxcroft and ginger are really happy about this
this is where the magic happens
when i strutted back to the office so many people were staring at the pizza in my hand and i felt so smug, and it even inspired a few people in the office to head down to berwick st (you’re welcome).
verdict – if you’re in soho with a £5 note in your pocket make sure you check these boys out. i will be returning!
i haven’t been to foxcroft and ginger since they poured honey dressing on top of my ham and cheese french toast a few months ago (i’m not a sweet and savoury kid ok) but today i decided to forgive them.
i skipped down sex alley in soho and was almost swayed by the pizza pilgrims but today was more of a sandwich kind of day for me. i opted for the chicken, mozzarella and salsa verde sandwich, which the nice lady then toasted and spent approximately 3 minutes wooing with salad and seasoning which i was really grateful for because it showed she cared about my feelings (and it gave me time to finish a masterpiece i’d been working on on draw something)
this sandwich was quite messy and i had to use two napkins and i had green in my teeth so i wouldn’t recommend eating if it you are with someone you really like but if you are alone or with people you don’t really like then i think you should just relax and go for it.
verdict – i can sometimes find foxcroft a bit hit and miss, but i quite liked this and would purchase it again