SOSHO: A BLOOMSBURY FIX AND A PASTY
Ever had one of those days where you would rather be a cart pusher in the middle ages hauling bubonic cadavers from plague ridden houses rather than have your own life? Welcome to my world.
After a noxious day at work, a truly horrible day at work, I needed a drink. Damn, I needed a drink. So, after dumping my baggage off at home, I rushed out to SOSHO
In the heady euphoria surrounding my discovery of Hawksmoor, I had forgotten about SOSHO, perhaps the most enjoyable bar in the Match Bar Group. Silly really as they have the most consistent mixing in London balanced by prices that start at a mere £6.50 for a perfectly made Martini.
It was practically empty when I walked in apart from one couple undressing each other in a discreet corner ( I wonder if they will name their first born SOSHO in honour of where it was conceived? ) and I had the full attention of the painfully young but very talented Fraser who proceeded to mix three exemplary cocktails.
A very decent martini could have benefited from only a slick more lemon oil on top of the gin. A Sazerac was beautifully balanced and best of all, his own creation and entry into the “ World’s Best Bartender” competition, A Bloomsbury Fix. Using Tanqueray 10, Pineapple ( the family crest of the T’s ) Grapefruit to reflect the botanicals in T10 and a little lemon juice and sugar syrup. A very well made drink indeed.
After three drinks, I needed to soak it all up and, given my mileage at the moment ( another 13 miler this morning) was able to indulge in some carbs.
Alexander’s Fish Bar sits on the corner of Christopher St near Finsbury Sq. Best know for their pasties, there are never less than 10 limo drivers parked outside and the owner is unendingly chirpy.
A Steak and onion pasty and a Chicken & Mushroom pasty helped to soak up the cocktails and were stuffed full of meaty goodness. Chips were pretty grim, but a few were a welcome treat for a man for who is on the treadmill for a couple of hours in the morning.
Nothing spectacular, but a good enough way to dull the misery of trudging through the day to day slough of despond.