Speaking of ROA, I thought I’d kick off the week with another awesome animal piece – created (ironically?) on Bacon Street, E1. (Isn’t he cute?)
Bacon Street is one of those side streets off of Brick Lane – down the end near the bagel shops – a sticker-plastered, graffiti-painted, fashionably-grimy, market-chic little side street with a secondhand Sunday market selling everything from doll’s heads (bodies sold at a different stall down the aisle somewhere) to silverwear, trainers, tyres, electronic parts from 1942 and broken scooters.
It’s got abandoned bicycles, chubby vendors soozing in lawn chairs outside of corner shops, bustling Brick Lane voices and street music in the backdrop and still, as always, the faint smell of South Asian spices. Here’s an old pic from last summer of the sign at the Brick Lane end, also written in Bengali.
What better way to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon than in the pub for hours eating the most delicious Sunday lamb roast I’ve had since I moved to London, drinking hot chocolate with marshmallows and playing a hilarious game of Monopoly with good friends?
Here’s a thumbs-up recommendation for Garden Gate in Hampstead for letting us hang about all afternoon and for serving up some awesome food. When you’re with three born-and-bred Brits who are all raving about how tasty the roast is, you know you’re onto something good. (Mouth-wateringly good, to be precise.) They even have nut roast for the vegetarians out there. And if you don’t like Monopoly, there are plenty of other board games to keep you entertained until you’ve got enough room for blackberry and apple crumble dessert with custard on top.
Now you know where to find me for many Sundays to come….
PS – There is also a big, heated, outdoor beer garden.