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Haché

6 Jun

I’m a very demanding girl to have around, and I admit that. So when I exclaimed to Boy that we were going to try out a new place to eat, I think he pretty much knew I wasn’t going to be taking no for an answer. “How about we just go to Blues Kitchen again?”. Don’t get me wrong, I do like the Blues Kitchen (aside from the disappointing service last Sunday. That limp pile of slightly browning bagged salad was certainly NOT a micro herb garnish as stated on the menu), but I’ve been there and done that. Multiple times.

Of course, I got my own way and I was soon dragging him off to Haché; a postage stamp of a restaurant down Inverness Street, where one of Camden’s famous weekend markets usually stands, opposite the Electric Ballroom. Very discreet and unimposing.

We soon nestled into a corner and stared at the menu. There’s crazy amounts of choice, including the ‘Louisiana’, topped with crunchy peanut butter and melted American cheese. Not to my taste but fair play. To be perfectly honest, nothing was really jumping out at me (apart from that peanut butter), so I opted for a simple classic with a bit of flair; The Bavarian, you guessed it, topped with Bavarian cheese and caramelised onions. Boy went for a pulled pork special they had on. Ciabatta or brioche bun? “BRIOCHE!”  Boy didn’t have a say in the matter. He would get what I suggested and he would like it that way.

It really is a tiny establishment. We must have arrived in the nick of time because no sooner had we sat down but all of a sudden the hungry hoards turned up! Much to Boy’s disgruntlement. He didn’t appear to much enjoy having a larger lady’s bottom poking him in the back of the head whilst he was trying to enjoy his glass of Zinfandel, but I guess queuing patrons have to stand somewhere. (I did offer to swap with him by the way. I can be nice sometimes.)

burger 1

My burger was stacked high. So high I had to cut it in half just to attempt to get it in my face. (Messiness occurred. I do not enjoy a messy face/hands/chin) Opening up the bun was like peeking into a back street fromagerie. An enormous disc of Bavarian cheese sat atop my oozing beef patty like a menacing warning to arteries and vegans alike. Under that, a pile of sexily chunky caramelised onions. Then the burger, and then all the other ‘burgery’ type ingredients; red onion, lettuce blah blah blah. I didn’t detect many condiments, but the burger and onions provided plenty of lubricant and flavour that it was actually quite nice not to have tomato sauce swaggering around the place and contaminating everything with sugary tartness.

burger 3

I had a mouthful of Boy’s burger as well. Mmmmm. BBQ’d anything is one of my few but powerful vices, but pulled pork is somewhere right near the top of the list. Topped with a crispy onion ring and a cheeky rasher of bacon, it was good; although to be honest, I’ve had it before. A little overpowered by a store-bought sauce, and a little bit too ‘pulled’ for my liking. Either way, it was still tasty and he devoured it as I’ve seen him devour most meals.

burger 2

The burgers don’t come with accompaniments, so you have to pick them yourself (and pay for them separately, boo). We have a penchant for sweet potato anything, so we ordered a basket of the sweet potato fries to share. And they come in a little miniature fryer basket! Awww! Perfectly crispy, not soggy or burnt, they are probably the best sweet potato fries I’ve EVER HAD. They were gone in seconds, and I think we might have actually had a fight over the last one.

All in all, a delicious pre-cinema dinner. Reasonably priced. Intimate. Quaint. I wouldn’t dub it ‘the best burger restaurant in London’ like Time Out did back in 2005, but yes, it’s very good, and worth the money. Although I think with the sudden influx of trendy burger joints popping up across London (Patty & Bun, Lucky Chip, take your pick…), they’re going to need to do something to up their game. There’s too much choice on the menu, and all a little predictable. But still, if you’re in the area and hungry for something other than a market Chinese (as IF that would ever happen!) head on over.

Haché
24 Inverness Street
Camden Town
London
NW1 7HJ

http://www.hacheburgers.com/

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