|It ain't pretty - trailer trash mac n cheese burger!|
"Whoever thought of bread-crumbing and then deep-frying macaroni and cheese was either in cahoots with the the drugs companies or some sort of culinary genius, because it was a genuine, gold plated, baseball-cap wearing, tobacco chewin', whiskey drinkin' triumph"
I've already reviewed Pitt Cue Co in Soho, but the restaurant there has its origins in the Pitt Cue Trailer, which was parked under Hungerford Bridge on the Southbank for most of last summer. The pulled pork and ribs made such a stir among the London foodies that they opened their small Soho joint about six months ago to pretty much universal acclaim.
So, like a swallow, they have migrated back to their summer roost, and that gleaming steel trailer has returned to its nesting spot on the Southbank. As an avowed fan of southern-style barbecue and of the Pitt Cue outlet in Soho I went along this afternoon to see what was on offer.
Well the simple answer is meat, beer and cocktails. They have a short food menu which is mainly variations on a theme of barbecued meat, i.e. pulled-pork, beef brisket or sausage, pickles, and some type of bread-based carbohydrate thrown in. For drinks its either beer from the Brooklyn brewery or bourbon-based cocktails.
As I missed out on the beef brisket last time I was at Pitt Cue Co, I had to sample the 'french dipped brisket bun'. VD, who is my usual accomplice on this type of trip, went back to her roots with a trailer trash mac n cheese burger topped with pulled pork (and a side order of statins!). In celebration of our magnificent English summer, it was all washed down with a Brooklyn Summer Ale.
Well the food was absolutely spot on. The brisket, which had been dipped in a sweet and sour barbecue sauce (hence french dipped), came in a brioche style bun and was topped with some delicious pickles. At £6.50 it was expensive but provided me with five minutes of pure, unadulterated pig-out pleasure.
|French dipped brisket bun|
Meanwhile, VD was knee deep in that trailer trash mac n cheese burger. Whoever thought of bread-crumbing and then deep-frying macaroni and cheese was either in cahoots with the the drugs companies or some sort of culinary genius, because it was a genuine, gold plated, baseball-cap wearing, tobacco chewin', whiskey drinkin' triumph. I'd probably barge my own mother out of the way to get one of these, it was that good.
A few reservations though, our 330ml can of Brooklyn Summer Ale was £4.50, which is a bloody rip-off. I don't mind paying a bit more for drinks when you're eating in a restaurant, but a 300% mark-up for lager served out of a trailer and which is going to be swigged out of the can like your local wino is too much. Also VD and I got the last two buns, which ain't that impressive seeing as though they'd only been open two hours when we got there.
So, go early, get a mac n cheese burger and take your own lubrication.
8/10 (for the food)
Pitt Cue Trailer, Southbank, under the Hungerford Bridge
Open daily from 12pm