The Slug and Lettuce

My friend Sarah is better than anyone I’ve ever met for finding deals and freebies in the city – possibly because she actually reads the mailing lists for which she signs up instead of just deleting them like I do. Because of that, I’ve gone to free events, discovered Top Table (which I mentioned a last week), and witnessed the ridiculousness that is helium karaoke.

This week, The Slug and Lettuce, a restaurant/bar chain was inviting everyone on their mailing list to the restaurant for a free meal of tasters from their newly released fall menu. Never ones to pass up free food, Sarah, Steve and myself headed down to the Slug and Lettuce in Wimbledon to see what was on the menu.

We were a bit late so ended up crowding into a table with some other people (with whom we awkwardly didn’t exchange any conversation. Oh well, that’s London for you). As this was a completely free meal, I wasn’t expecting too much (we had to seat ourselves, and get our own plates and silverware) but the glass of champagne when we entered definitely started things on a high note. From there, we were immediately served from platers of Reggae Reggae Chicken Burgers which were by far the best sampler of the night – the burger was served on a sesame seed bun with a thick slice of pineapple and I kept hoping they’d bring around another tray but no luck.

The rest of the food was decidedly sub-par, pub fare. We tried chicken and lamb skewers, beef and mushroom pie, prawn and lettuce tostadas (with what I expected was a tartar sauce but turned out to be a huge dollop of mayonnaise), spring rolls, a hideously bad chicken carbanoara (I couldn’t tell what was the chicken and what was the pasta), and stuffed tomatoes.


Beyond the burger, the other two dishes that I might have gone out of my way to actually pay for were the goats cheese and roasted veggie tostadas and the vegetable tempura (which were really just deep-fried vegetables but still tasty).

Of course, I’m never one to complain about free food, but the whole reason for the promotion by the Slug and Lettuce was to show off the new items on their menu. Now, never having eaten there before, I can’t really say whether or not these items were a step up but overall it seemed a lot of effort for some fairly unexciting additions. After a quick scan of the menu, it turned out that the delicious Reggae Reggae Chicken Burger wasn’t even a new addition but part of the original menu.

So, Slug and Lettuce, I will always come by when you offer me free food. And I might even be back for that chicken burger. But thanks for the champagne and let me know when you update your menu again.


Thank you!

A quick note to say thank you to all of my readers – I reached the landmark of 100 comments on The Top Floor Flat yesterday (not bad for a blog that cozied into this domain name a little less than two months ago).  I really appreciate hearing from everyone, in particularly friends and family I don’t get to talk to that often while I’m here in the UK.

Cheers! 🙂


As requested, a few photos of me and my friends from the End of the World Party the other night:

Lots of random people we dont know, and a big countdown clock towards our impending doom!

Lots of random people we don't know, and a big countdown clock towards our impending doom!

Sarah and Steve are on the left, Im on the right and their friend Matt is behind me.  I sort of half-arsed the Russian spy costume.  It would have been so much better with a blonde wig!

Sarah and Steve are on the left, I'm on the right and their friend Matt is behind me. I sort of half-arsed the Russian spy costume. It would have been so much better with a blonde wig!

I think this was going with 80s and not end of the world.  Because if the world was ending and I was watching hula-hoopers, as awesome as they were, I think I would be missusing my little time left.

I think this was going with 80's and not end of the world. Because if the world was ending and I was watching hula-hoopers, as awesome as they were, I think I would be missusing my little time left.

Scream! The world is ending!!

Scream! The world is ending!!

The end is nigh! And there were a lot of people there...

The end is nigh! And there were a lot of people there...

Some stranger lent Sarah a rubix cube costume... Im pretty sure she returned it?

Some stranger lent Sarah a rubix cube costume... I'm pretty sure she returned it?

It was quite a fun night and if you want another perspective, check out Sarah’s article on Spoonfed about the event.  I wonder how the world will end at 93 Feet East next month?


London Eater

I’ve somehow accumulated a number of followers and friends in the blogsphere who are pretty accomplished foodies – I’m not sure if it’s my incessant need to post about what food I eat or just the fact that food makes for a great topic for conversation but I’ve been receiving a number of comments and pingbacks from some bloggers whose recipes, photos, restaurant reviews and food guides put my little food posts to shame.

One in particular, and one of the first London foodie blogs I started to follow, is Kang at London Eater.  In one of the first times I stumbled upon the London Eater blog, I discovered one of their quite professionally done restaurant reviews and was pretty much hooked (it was for Spanish tapas restaurant Cambio De Tercio).

Between restaurant reviews, recipes, wine guides and organising meetups between London food bloggers, London Eater keeps  busy but I have to say my all time favourite review was for this incredibly unique restaurant called Dan le Noir where, and I don’t want to spoil the brilliant review for you, you eat in complete darkness with no idea of what you are eating.

So if you’ve noticed a bit of an increase in the foodie posts here on The Top Floor Flat lately, it’s not just that I need to start travelling more – I’ve been completely inspired by the great bloggers like London Eater that really know their London food.

Yum.


Last night was the first night in a while I’d been dancing – I’d gone once last week and not for ages before that – and I got talked into going along with Sarah, Steve and another friend of theirs as it was the monthly Dinner and Dancing night with Jive Nation (the group that runs the dance classes I attend).

The venue for the event was the Tuesday regular, Tiger Tiger and I have to admit; it was a pretty nice setup.  You get dinner (that’s either a starter and a main or a main and a dessert) for a tenner; half price cocktails and dancing after is included with the dinner cost.  Tiger Tiger is right in Piccadilly Circus, the centre of the city and kind of London’s answer to Times Square so it’s a great area and I had pretty high hopes for the food (I already knew I liked the venue).

The special menu they had for us (only Jive Nation attendees get the special meal deal) had pretty limited options and pretty standard fare; chicken kiev with mashed potatoes, salmon and tiger prawns over asparagus, burger and chips or mushroom tortellini.  After an agonising debate between the salmon and burger, I decided if I was at all nervous about the quality of the food, I’d better go with the burger.

Ilmatar burger photo by sami73 on flickr.com.  And mine didnt even have the scary-looking cole slaw!

Ilmatar burger photo by sami73 on flickr.com. And mine didn't even have the scary-looking cole slaw!

It was probably a good thing – I can’t really fault them on the burger  but it was definitely nothing to write home about.  Everything about it screamed “I’m the menu for a tenner!” but gave me absolutely no desire to try anything else at Tiger Tiger should I ever come back for a meal on the main menu.  The desert, a chocolate brownie (claimed to be served with a Bailey’s Creme) was again about as  nondescript as you can  get.  Definitely wouldn’t have paid more than 10 quid for the meal and even that was pushing it, actually (good thing I got the dancing included!)

We also ordered cocktails that were totally underwhelming and even though Sarah and I had a pitcher of some strawberry concoction between the two of us neither of us felt the slightest bit of alcohol.

Moral of the story; dinner is fun no matter what when you’re out with friends and when it’ll cost you less than 15 quid for dinner, dessert and a pitcher of cocktails and it’s always worth it when Jive Nation dance classes and freestyle are included.  But don’t bother with Tiger Tiger for either your meal or your drinks.