DINE WITH DOS HERMANOS: THE FULL HORROR IN PICTURES
Yes, that’s two middle aged men in specially ordered “ DOS HERMANOS” T-shirts. Let’s just call it sad to the power of Dos.
Yes, that’s a special DOS HERMANOS punch created by Nick, Jorge and Lukas at Hawksmoor just for the occasion.
Yes, that some spectacularly meaty prawns and some ribs with a rub of Allspice, fennel and Cayenne which were so good we begged them to bring out some more.
Yes, that’s some of the five or six side dishes that came out. The chips remain the best in London. Oh and there was something that, while I am sure was as well made as it should be was a vile, noxious concoction called “mac & cheese” that only an American could love
Yes, that’s one of two enormous sirloins cooked perfectly and with a thick ribbon of fat around the edge that had been crisped to crunchy goodness.
Yes, that’s a slow roasted leg of lamb from The Ginger Pig which I hacked at to removed all the meat and then served with a thick meaty jus.
Yes, that’s a Chateaubriand which we sliced into nine rare portions which disappeared quicker than a rat up a drainpipe.
Yes, that is one of nine Sundaes which were plopped on the table at the end of the meal. Including, a truly memorable Banana Split topped with ice cream from Marine Ices.
Yes, that’s eight very satisfied people ( well someone had to take the picture ) including two who had come all the way from Cornwall to be part of the DH experience, a couple of far more successful bloggers than us, a woman who sells chocolate for a living, a wine writer, a man who has bought enough books from me over the years to fill The Albert Hall. Oh and HP.
Yes, someone did get their meal bought and paid for. We are men of our word.
And, Yes. It was a great way to celebrate one whole year of Dos Hermanos. We’ve been there, eaten it and, as you can see, even bought the T-Shirt.
And, Yes, I am now officially on the wagon for a month. So, it may be a little bit quiet on here for a while