… is that I can’t go to steak club!
A comment I made on twitter about feeling like the only food blogger yet to enjoy the legendary steak and burgers at Hawksmoor restaurant in London lead to a flurry of tweets from fellow carnivore friends suggesting we go together. Result and happiness on my part! The suggestion of a girls steak club quickly took off and many excited wimmins eager to share the beef chimed in.
Sadly, in the ensuing rush to make this into a reality, a date was picked that I could not attend. Learning of this on a day when I was already very close to tears (thanks to paypal and ebay, who I hate with a true and fierce passion) lead to the embarassment of my crying actual tears, just because I couldn’t go! Behaviour quite unbecoming of a 38 year old, even one who loves her steak!
Cue gallant behaviour from (no doubt slightly bewildered) husband who suggested he’d take me instead and we’d have our very own steak club!
Having just started a glorious three month sabbatical from work we took advantage of our freedom to make a weekday lunch time visit, driving into the city and finding a pay and display parking space virtually opposite the restaurant. Great start!
Our lovely waitress took our drinks orders, responding well to my nondescript request for a non-alcoholic cocktail, “something sweet”. Quick, targetted questions helped elicit my eventual request for raspberry and mint and she had the barman make me a virgin raspberry mojito which absolutely hit the spot! Pete went for a Meantime Pale Ale, which he enjoyed though felt was served too cold.
Reluctantly, but sensibly given the meatfeast to come, we eschewed starters and went straight to the main event.
Pete opted for the famous Hawksmoor burger. A real burger lover, he confirmed that the (very generous) pattie was incredibly moist and tender, wonderfully beefy and perfectly balanced by the lettuce, tomato, gherkins and red onions. He was pleased with his choice of ogleshield cheese too. The accompanying chips were nice, though nothing to write home about.
I was permitted a bite of the burger and was duly impressed, even after all the hype! Yes, it really is a very tasty burger!
I chose a 400 gram (gulp) rib-eye steak, medium rare. And some grilled marrow bone, because I love it. And a side of buttered spinach. To my delight, a little bowl of bearnaise was also provided – tasty but would have been nicer warm. Far too much meat for me, but I gave it a good effort and enjoyed what I managed to eat immensely. A nice texture and great flavour, and deftly cooked. All one wants from a piece of beef!
Full beyond belief we nevertheless could not resist the allure of the Victorian apple and blackberry trifle. Spiked with brandy and topped off with scrumpy cider ice, it was refreshingly light and the perfect thing with which to round off our meal!
I was also delighted to be able to catch up with owner Will Beckett, who I’d been wanting to meet for ages, having met fellow owner Huw Gott at the Blaggers Banquet! Will’s dry humour on twitter often has me smiling and he made us very welcome at Hawksmoor.
I’m looking forward to confirmation of their second restaurant in the West End. Apparently, they’ve found the premises but won’t say a word until the paperwork is all signed!
In other news, why not join the ranks demanding weekend burger goodness at their original branch?!