On the outskirts of the looming finance district tower, a small island of foodie pop-ups exists. A secret known best to Twitter-wielders and the blog mafia (oh, and all the local office workers who have disposable incomes and furry dependants) – namely Street Feast’s Hawker House.
The boys almost exclusively
wore beards with their checked shirts, the beer was craft and the bins were burger-themed to my utter delight.
Although over the years I’ve come to think of myself as a
bit of a London foodie, the only food trucks we have tried was a highly recommended
Santa Monica Boardwalk purveyor and during a Lisbon twilight cocktail session
to the sound of NZ beats (Fat Freddy’s Drop) in a Lisbon courtyard, both of
which coincidentally happened to specialise in Vietnamese bánh mì.
It wasn’t for any reasoning other than a strong dislike of queuing
whilst hungry and a slightly dubious expectation about eating from (possibly) moving vehicles.
After instagramming my (5 minute) journey from Canada Water Station, posing for shoefies with giant maritime chains, sheltering under a set of trees from the rain, almost falling into a ditch thinking that pond algae was grass as I tried to take pictures of the local ducks, spotting a local Swan Daddy and his babies and wandering in before the £3.00 entry fee at 7pm, I just relaxed with a glass of wine.
Securing the end of a table after the rain and snapchatting, Flick, Sophie, Persephone and Mr Bearded Bakery joined me. After a seriously long amount of time enjoying our cocktails, discussing the options, sizing up the offerings, weighing up the differences and a touch of bartering between us, we made a decision or two. Ridiculously delicious lobster toasted sandwiches (my difficult, delicious choice), mac’n’cheese balls, mojitos, saucy steak drizzled on a bed of chips, burgers, pints of craft beer and a check on instagram just to make sure we definitely made the right choices, we were set.
And then they all unanimously cheerleaded Chin Chin Labs Nitro Ice Cream. DELICIOUS. Caramel with patches of umami salt sandwiched between perfectly to textured chocolate cookies.
It seems like the perfect place to go in a group – a couple of people can bags the table as the rest prowl dinner options and bring back news of what’s available.
In fact it was so good, I revisited the next night with Mr Kiwi. ‘Dem burgers. Yum.
Are you a Street Feaster? What’s your favourite?