"Good drink, good meat, good god let's eat"
Holy Grace, as performed by Homer Simpson.
There are not many things I agree with Homer Simpson on, but by God I agree with this. I love meat. Bacon, chicken, duck, beef. Who doesn't love a good bacon sarnie in the morning or a hefty cut of steak? As you can see I get excited by the idea of crushing open a lobster.
I was brought up on the notion that a meal wasn't complete until there was meat in it. I once served my mum Gnocchi with a gorgonzola and spinach sauce, only when I presented it to her she asked, where the meat?
However at University I had a group of friends where 3 where vegetarian. Some how over these last 8 months, we've all ended up in London or the Home Counties, so we try to meet up once every couple of months for dinner. I knew that usually there may be one or two veggie friendly dishes on the menu at a standard restaurant, so feeling rather selfless I decided to book at an all vegetarian restaurant. Aren’t I Saint like?
For any vegetarians in London you probably already no of the institution that is Mildred’s. If not, where have you been hiding? Get your butt over ASAP, it’s about to change your life. Yes, string words there.
Mildred’s is a tiny little restaurant in Soho that has a strict no booking policy. Its packed to the rafters every night so don’t come too hungry, as by the time you get a table, you’ll be ready to eat everything!
The menu is quite an eclectic mix from Mexican, to middle eastern to Italian, so none of this “Looks like I’m having the nut roast AGAIN”
A few of us started with the Middle Eastern sharing platter of falafel with tahini, spanakopita, beetroot yoghurt dip, hummus and flat bread. Both Nessa and I fell for the Spanakopita, which I can only really describe as Spinach Pie with Feta. Simple enough, but there was something quite special about it. Please sir can I have some more?
A couple of the girls went for the gyoza dumplings with mirin and soy dipping sauce.
Of course the language of cocktails is universal. Here is some common ground.
Starting already to feel the pinch, we settled down for our mains.
I had to have a pie. I am northern after all. It was a mixed mushroom, porcini and ale pie with mushy peas and fries. Now a pie is something I hold in great esteem. Mess it up and there will be trouble. Luckily Mildred’s is quite safe from my northern wrath. More than safe in fact. It was heaven. Flaky and crumbly with an ooze of gravy once cut. There really was something quite special about the pie- in fact, and keep this on the down low, I think it was better than my last steak and ale pie. Shhh
Others went for the fresh tortellini filled with pumpkin and ricotta, with a chestnut mushroom, white wine and cream sauce, drizzled with truffle oil. A may have pinched a mouthful and discovered that it was creamy, smooth and rich. A very decadent dish that that would make belly’s everywhere happy.
Organic black bean burrito, with red pepper and green tomatillo rice, topped with tomato salsa and cheddar served with iceberg, sour cream, guacamole and pico de gallo.
The stir fried asian vegetables with tofu in plum terryaki sauce with garlic and ginger and fresh chilli was a hit.
Smoked tofu and white bean sausages, with carrot, parsnip and potato mash, wilted kale and pear cider gravy.
Of course one good thing about most restaurants is that dessert is nearly always vegetarian. Bring on the cake.
Without a split seconds thought it had to be chocolate peanut butter brownie with ice cream and chocolate sauce. Anything with the word pecan in it and I’m sold. Signed, sealed delivered, I’m yours.
Vegetarian or not, I cant recommend enough, grabbing yourself a group of your bestest friends and heading down to Soho for some fluffy-lamb friendly dinner. The food really is quite special here- truly. So go on. Do it for the baby lambs?
45 Lexington St,