June 25th 2011
I’ve just eaten faggots in a Soho churchyard on a Saturday afternoon – fortunately, I was at the Soho Food Feast and the faggots came in a bun. The feast itself was organised by Margot Henderson, to raise money for Soho Parish Primary School – she managed to pull together some outstanding restaurants and chefs to support the event. For a small entry fee each restaurant provided a ración or tapa for £2. It was Michelin Star food at a modest price. I tasted as much as possible…
I went back later for the luganega sausage with pea a saffron, but sadly they’d all gone.
The faggots came from the St. John and were served in a bun with spinach – they reminded me of a thick warm paté.
The St. John, however, had a queue in front of the stall, waiting for burgers, so their food lasted a bit longer. Perhaps I should have been looking for their brawn in the first place, for obvious reasons, but I was trying to taste something from everyone. The St. John brawn was delicious and possibly more substantial than Arbutus (as it was two large slices in a bun).
I can’t say I really understand why people wanted burgers, but the Meat Wagon queue went around the block, so they must have been good! My taste is a bit more exotic…
Barrafina had a substantial, smokey, hot chill,
Blueprint Café had crunchy beans with pork
Mark Hix had a production line going,
producing smoked salmon with dill and cucumber on rye bread.
Koya were making
fresh noodles to go with pork, mackerel or green chilli.
I followed spicy prawn noodle soup,
Pulpo had some lovely, tender pulpitos
(baby octopus), with chilli and olives,
plus some beautiful looking onions with anchovies (which I didn’t get to try).
Also on the list of the ones that got away, are, the chocolate and cherry cakes
plus little tartlets from The Union,
Fergus and Margot Henderson gave a cooking demonstration and for the children, there was a vegetable sculpture competition…
We were all impressed when one little girl made a sculpture,
with cucumber and carrots, of Phil Dirtbox – Soho legend and compère for the auction and raffle.
The French House provided a cheap bar and I’m sure a good time was had by all. I certainly won’t forget the food in a hurry!