On the 9th of November there was much cause for rejoicing in the land. London’s best Mexican restaurant Wahaca opened another branch of their muy successful Mexican Canteen in Canary Wharf. Why the jubilation? Well if you have not been to Wahaca you simple have not lived!

Wahaca is the brainchild of Thomasina Miers, whom I had the pleasure to compete with in the first series of Masterchef. Tommi caught the Mexican bug on a gastronomic adventure in Mexico. She made it her mission to start the Mexican revolution in the UK! For that, I thank you Tommi. Every since I washed up on the shores from the use in 1999 I've longed for some decent Mexican grub. Finally with Wahaca my craving is appeased!

Wahaca is all about bringing honest Mexican cuisine to the masses in bright and lively surroundings. Tommi is passionate about sourcing sustainable and authentic locally made ingredients to create dishes that are both visually exciting and complex in flavour.

What the heck is Katzenjammer?

I found the place by accident one day while merrily strolling down Southwark St. Their bold black and white posters, which could have easily mistaken for posters for a Hard-Fi tour, caught my eye. In the graphical simplicity of the perfectly formatted helvetica type were the simple proclamations of Bierrs, Schnapps, Sausages and Mains. Simple, straightforward and almost pleasantly abrupt.

My reasearch on this spot on the internet was unfruitful, I diid however find the following definition for Katzenjammer: 
1. A loud, discordant noise. 2. A hangover. 3. A state of depression or bewilderment.



How can a restaurant that is associated with those three things be any good?

My daily ritual of gazing at the menu while passing lasted just shy of a week before I bolted through the doors. I was salivating with anticipation as I ventured down the stairs to the vaulted brick catacombs of London's newest Bavarian Bierrkeller & Restaurant.

I have had a secret love affair with Busaba Eathai ever since it opened its doors in 1999. How could anyone not do the same? The interiors, ah the interiors whisk you away to a dimly lit sexed up Kuti floating over water. Oh, The light smell of incense that will lull you into a gastro-meditative trance. Oh and there is the food!

So what has happened in the last 10 years? To be honest I spend very little time in Central London so impromptu dining is few and far between. Dining in Central London is usually at more of a 'Destination' restaurant. I would see Busaba as a casual walk in restaurant, so I somewhat repressed my hidden love affair with Busaba. But when opportunities arise, you strike! Walking down Wardor Street on a September evening, I suggested ‘Hey Lets get a bite at Busaba!’ Was I disappointed?