The meal that changed my life
It's indescribable. I had it at lunch and I still don't know how to describe the taste, the texture and the overall delight that was today's lunch. Here's what it was: (in the order that it was served on the plate)
1. Turkish flatbread
2. Layer of couscous
3. Grilled free range chicken
4. Mediterranean style fried eggplant
5. Sweet lettuce and cucumber salad
6. Beetroot boroboni (?)
I'm not too sure about the last one - I know it was something similar but I'll check again tomorrow to see exactly how to spell it. But yes, it was an extravagant meal - probably one of the most flamboyant I've ever had in my life. The colours, as you can see are just out of this world - the Beetroot boroboni looked like paint, but tasted incredible. I can't think of anything similar to compare it too - even Peter who was with me having the same meal was in awe of the sheer taste.
The chicken was cooked to perfection, soft and subtle in flavour by itself but when mixed in with a spoonful of everything else, sensational. The sweet lettuce and cucumber was refreshing and added the balancing touch to the meal - it wasn't anything crazy but it brought the whole meal back down to earth. If it was something as outrageous as the sauce, then I can imagine the meal would've just been too overwhelming. The couscous added a lot of texture to the meal, which is exactly what it needed - it filled in the gaps and added feeling to the sauce. Last but not least, and probably my favourite part was the eggplant. It was SENSATIONAL. Sweet, soft and extremely juicy - I had to leave a few pieces last because I knew I wanted that taste to stay in my mouth when I finished the rest of the meal.
So.. how much did it cost?
£5.00.
I bought it at a street market in Farringdon, which to my knowledge is a daily thing during weekdays. I'll be going back tomorrow to try another dish that peaked my interest. Something like a Grilled Salmon with Mediterranean Rice, I'll post again if it's as good as this one.
-Niku
Oh, I forgot to mention
Whilst I was in Barcelona, I got to try something I've always wanted to try.
Stuart took me and Maier through the back alleys of Barcelona, and into the semi-rough areas to find a bar. But not just any bar, this bar hadn't been cleaned in about 300 years. You could tell this by the amount of dust piled up on the old scotch and wine bottles displayed along the ceiling of the bar. The floor was swept regularly, but that was about it. Now, this bar was special in that it was famous for serving 1 type of drink as it's specialty, and this drink is what I tried.
Sir Loin, and the Hon. Eye of Nugget
Ah yes, the adventures of Sir Loin of Nottingham. Where is he today? He's off to slay the Hon. Eye of Nugget - and a very honorable Eye it is.
Sir Loin begins his adventure in the Western Lands, known as the Riff of the Penns. He ventures far and wide, across great hills (in fact, there was Seven of them!) and through large Bushes he would've liked to call Home. He takes a small break in the Fields of Strath, before continuing on through the Docks of Five, and eventually, to the Knee of Cid - a large hill named after Cid, a man of great strength and stamina who endured the harsh winters and terrible summers a long time ago, to form the large village that rests on the hill today. Sir Loin rested that night, for he knew that he needed all of his strength for the battle ahead.
The next morning, Sir Loin rose from his bedding, grabbed a glass of jus and marched out, to meet his opponent. The Hon. Eye of Nugget nested in a cave of Blight, north of the Knee of Cid. It wasn't a long journey for Sir Loin, so instead he took a Taxi.