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Charcoal Grill, Hornchurch, Essex   Leave a comment

 

It’s good when you recognise that you’ve had too much to drink early enough to stanch it with protein, fat and carbs.  Directly across from the Railway Hotel, I did so at the Charcoal Grill with an order of ‘meat and chips,’ smothered in a surprisingly good chilli sauce.

 

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The meat chilled in the cold wind pretty quickly as I walked a bit of my planned route for the day but this batch didn’t seem as greasy as a lot of these I’ve had in the past (and there have been a lot).  Moreover, the chips were divine.  I now felt capable of downing one more beer for the ride home!

 

 

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Posted November 26, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Food, Kebabs

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Crumb’s Sandwich Bar, Abingdon, Oxfordshire   1 comment

 

Forget that the blurry photo looks like Mr Hanky on chips and onions.  Ignore that it took 15 minutes to cook when my bus was due in 10 (and, blessedly, 6 minutes late).  Dismiss the seemingly exorbitant price.  This was the best hunk of lamb and chips I’ve had in a couple of years.  Thank you, folks at Crumbs (I can’t decide if it is plural or possessive).

Oh, it BECAME Mr Hanky the next morning.

 

 

Posted October 27, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Food, Kebabs

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Tasty Kebab, Kilburn, London   1 comment

 

What remaining digestive debris was left from preparing for a colonoscopy had been irrigated away during the procedure by the tube the non-fantasy (no fault of their own) medical techs had snaked up my back passage.  Neither the Beefeater pub (aka, the Travellers Rest) nor the Cock — both of which advertise food — were serving solids.  I was pretty desperate.

How desperate?  Tasty Kebab seemed an apt name right down to the last couple of bites at which point I realised it is actually kind of dreadful.  I ate as I walked around Kilburn and, as I was polishing off the last morsels, spotted the Queen’s Arms and dashed in to try to dissolve the layer of grease left behind.

 

 

Posted October 18, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Food, Kebabs

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GB Kebabs, Ruislip, Middlesex   Leave a comment

 

There is a pharmacy right next to GB Kebab.  This is probably a codicil of the business license.  On the other hand, my gut microbiome will never be healthier or more diverse if I can ever flush away the salt.

 

Posted August 11, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Food, Kebabs

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Streatham Kebab, Fish and Chips House, Streatham, London   2 comments

 

Up at 5:30 Monday and out of the house at 7:30 without breakfast, I had a pint at 9 then three more at the tail end of the day’s run.  I was starved as I ran the final segment to the station when the aroma of fetid lamb fat (my favourite!) wafted out of the Streatham Kebab, Fish & Chips House.  “Döner meat and chips, please,” and I waited patiently as the elephant leg spun slowly before the heater.  The chilli sauce could have been thicker and hotter, but I couldn’t fault any of the rest of this divine ½ kg of stomach distress.

Yummy.

Posted July 13, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Food, Kebabs

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Best Kebab, Borehamwood, Hertfordshire   2 comments

 

I had a long journey home and knew I wouldn’t fancy cooking so I looked around for dinner near the station.  The runs today and yesterday had taken their toll on me and I felt I could eat just about anything and absorb the worst it had to offer.  The worst that the Best Kebab had to offer was an insidious saltiness that had me at the water tap all night but the kebab wasn’t too fatty and it tasted more like actual lamb than filler.  I’ve definitely had worse.

 

 

Posted May 15, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Food, Kebabs

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Kebab Centre, Ruislip, Middlesex   Leave a comment

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The reason I made such a big deal about Uncle Jim’s kebab was that it was so unusual: most kebabs you get were like the one I inflicted on myself (or, rather, with which I afflicted myself) at the Kebab Centre in Ruislip yesterday.  Yuck.  I couldn’t decide if it was the meat or the salad that imparted the rotting compost essence but the congealed grease that collected in my mouth and esophagus definitely came from the Beast that was passed off as lamb (as did the salt that had me attached to a water bottle for the next 6 hours: I drank as much water last night as I would, usually, in 2 days).

 

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Posted January 11, 2017 by Drunken Bunny in Food, Kebabs

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