Scottish haggis purveyors Deeney’s made an appearance at Finsbury Avenue square today.
Like about 98% of the population, my New Years resolution was to get fit. Going to the gym seems to be the easy bit at the moment – eating the right food before and after seems to be a minefield when you’re at work and at the mercy of takeaway lunches or dodgy canteens. I am a greedy b*****d too which doesn’t help.
Luckily, every lunch-peddler in the city seems to be pushing some kind of health food range at the moment, so I thought I’d put Pod’s to the test.
Upon opening the ‘Protein Box’, the strong smell of fish and dill smacks you across the face, the kind you only smell from slightly-past-its-best fish. Chopped raw salmon (offcuts?) is mixed with way too much dill, and just tastes a bit… Dodgy. 3 boiled egg halves (what happened to the 4th?) are just eggs, pretty hard to screw up. Next to them are about 10 watery little prawns, a bit like the crayfish u get in those industrial sized Costco tubs. And last but not least, weird wet chicken that looked like canned salmon.
In conclusion, barely a mouthful was eaten before I gagged and binned it. £5.50.
Hmm. I wanted to try the new Beer & Buns pop-up which is a stones throw from my office, but they are currently only open in the evening. Craving KFC (Korean fried chicken) now, a quick Google for nearby places brought up Jubo (also evenings only according to their website) and On The Bab.
After a longer-than-planned walk, I arrived and immediately wondered what possessed them to name it this. I assume it’s a play on a Korean word (‘bibimbap’? Something to do with rice? My Korean is non-existent) but it sounds like either a term for a dirty kebab when pissed, or a euphemism for when aunt Irma visits…