In a state of slothful lethargy, it took a single image of a toastie from @Rocketandsquash to rouse me into action, out of the house and to the shops to procure some suitable ingredients. Of course, by this point, it was late on in the afternoon, I was a couple of coffees to the wind and not a fit state for a Sunday supermarket shop. I dithered and pottered up and down the isles, I bought all the ridiculous things you know not to when properly prepared for this sort of scenario. By the time I’d walked all of 100 yards or so to my local Waitrose and M&S, I’d spent the equivalent of a whole small family’s disposable income on unneccesaries; sweets and wine, cocktail making curiosities, expensive olives, hot sauces, fancy salts and olive oils. By the time I got home I was FAMISHED and it was nearly dinner time so I hastily assembled my chosen ingredients – sourdough loaf from M&S is the only loaf in my town to hold up in these circumstances (good crustage), some black truffle pesto from a jar, scrunchled up mortadella from the Waitrose deli counter, sliced artichoke hearts from another jar (those jars are destined to linger at the back of the fridge for the forseeable aren’t they?) and grated Lincolnshire Poacher from aforementioned deli counter.
I just about remembered to do what any good blogger does in these circumstances; I instagrammed my lunch.
Cue the best response for a pic I’ve taken to date so far. It’s all in that close-up buttered and seared crust and oozing cheese. I know, I know. It just so happens to be National Sandwich Week so I thought I’d pop it on here along with some past thoughts and ideas on the subject.
It was actually my fifth post, three years ago now where I vocalised my ‘Sandwich Love and a Quest‘ which was to be the very beginning of my, at first, tentative journey into coffee. It was simply, back then, a search for the best lunch spots, but you can see that over time this instigated in me a strong yearning to learn more about coffee and all it entails as I doggedly asked more questions and listened and absorbed, propped up at many a London coffee bar.
I fell in love with the trio of Fernandez & Wells stores at the time, the unbeatable sandwiches and some short and intriguing long blacks (yes, that’s what I drank back then). There are, of course, double that number of stores now as well as their Somerset House residency. I marvelled at the absolute perfection of Kaffeine, that still stands out as one of London’s greatest cafes, and Shaun, who won over so many customers behind that bar has now taken his charm outside and has his own brilliant Noble Espresso. I rhapsodised over the chelsea buns, banana bread and monte cristo sandwich at Foxcroft and Ginger, who’ve just opened a second site, but always found their coffee a touch hit or miss. I can only reminisce over the incredible F.A.T. Ultimate toasties at Dunnefrankowski at Sharps while drinking delicious coffee and eating whatever pop up is currently doing so and serving. Oh and they make a damn fine sarnie, and damn fine coffee, at my local Fee and Brown, of which there’s now a branch in Orpington, yes really.
I wrote about Raw Duck , the little sibling to Soho’s Duck Soup, when it opened in the Summer of last year, it met an undeserved early demise after a short few months of trading but has come back bigger and stronger than ever before right next to Lardo up at the top of London Fields. They have a proper kitchen this time around and massively increased space to play with and you’ll be pleased to hear the epic Dirty Bird sanger is back. I popped in recently for a look, I *didn’t* have a sandwich this time but I can confirm the harissa eggs are very good, as is the Provence 75. Caravan are looking after the coffee and I had a good chat to the barista on the day, it sounds like that’s shaping up nicely too. I love that the reincarnated restaurant has the same vivid custom orange espresso machine and cute concrete bar, except stretched, all the way down the length of the long room and around in a loop to provide seating all around the central area.
I fully intend to return for evening, to try more of that extended menu and their delicious sounding wine list, they even have a wine refilling station.
Toasties and wine, a heavenly pairing? They are at Sager & Wilde.
I made sandwiches too. There was the love it or hate it deep fried avocado one, the pumpkin doughnut bacon one, the Boxing Day one and the haggis one to name a few that I’ve blogged. Trust me, I’ve eaten many more.
I don’t usually cast my eye back, have never done one of those end of year blog round ups, but well, this is a subject close to my heart and clearly to many of yours too.