Even the doltish pre-launch copywriting of ‘sexy burgers’ and ‘triumphant hot dogs’ reeked of branding agency oversteer…
As Londoners, we’re generally nonplussed about restaurants outside of the M25.
There is nowhere else on earth, other than Aerobie’s factory itself, that has a higher concentration of AeroPresses per square foot.
Locals were more excited by the arrival of these guys than anything we've seen in living memory.
Can it beat the hype?
Hoxton Square in 2012 is pretty fascinating. Nearly everyone has a friend of a friend they used to work with who had “an amazing flat right on the square” in like, the nineties or something, which they had probably bought for a pittance.
Is there such a thing as a trendy shack? Doubtful. But we guess it’s what they’re going for with this almost absurdly over-the-top New Orleans crab shack style: a brushed-rust bare-bulb conservatory aesthetic boasting a delightful view of the Fitness First squatting further down the car park.
Despite being at the tail end of some gnarly hangovers, you don’t turn down a free shot…
With everything so bloody close around here, do we need a burger delivery service?
‘What? They have burgers in Iceland? What the fuck does Iceland know about burgers? Are they made from puffins? Will they be cooked and served by their infamously attractive women’
With the Fatt crew firmly ensconced in the Sun and 13 Cantons (a name we get wrong practically every time we try to tell it to anyone), a Fuller’s pub just off Beak Street, why not see if they could pull off a P&B-style feat of betterment?