It’s the weeeeeeekend! And the thing I love most about the weekend is brunch. I’m on a never ending mission to find new places to stuff my face each Saturday and Sunday here in London, and I feel a little guilty that I’ve kept this once close to my heart for so long.
It’s time I shared this spot with you. Because you need, and I mean really NEED to go! Bad Egg. It’s awesome. The interior is awesome. The food is awesome. The staff are awesome. And if you love Boozy Brunches then you are going to think this place is the MOST AWESOME SPOT EVER!
We brunched on a Saturday morning, and the place was already heaving with diner’s by the time we arrived around 11.30am.
What we quickly learnt is that females clearly love boozy brunches, because there were A LOT of giggly, rather vocal groups of girls chit chatting away between mouthfuls of food and their 8th round of Bloody Mary’s.
We were escorted to our table, handed the menu’s and then faced with a myriad of options. How does one choose when you want everything!?
We decided to opt out of the bottomless or boozy brunch, and order with logic, as opposed to our usual style of letting our stomach’s do the talking, telling us to order way more than we ever really need.
In went the order, and all that was left to do was to wait. And people watch. Which is always interesting when everyone around you is multiple drinks down and it’s not even lunchtime.
Then the food arriiiiived. First up was our Huevos Rancheros, a bowl full of scrambled eggs, chilli, chorizo, peppers, salsa and guacamole.
It wouldn’t take a genius to work out that the Huevos Rancheros looked like a good option on the menu. A favourite of mine when I spot it at any restaurant, and this one was super tasty.
We also chose the Cheeseburger Hash.
As the menu describes ‘All the parts of our cheeseburger, except the bun, smashed with crispy fries and a fried egg’.
Just think about that for a minute. This was died and gone to Heaven good. Still dreaming about it good. Could even be my death row meal good.
We ordered a couple of side dishes too, including the Shiitake and Kale, which was so surprisingly good. I really recommend this as a side on any visit to Bad Egg.
Our empty plates were cleared away and we took a little breather whilst the menu was placed back in front of us. Glancing down it was obvious that willpower was going to be non-existent as soon as we eyed up the desserts.
I mean who can resist a S’mores Pot?! Only a fool, that’s who!
‘Torched marshmallow topping with a thick layer of Nutella ganache and a crunchy biscuit base’. What the!? Nutella ganache?! Life does not get any better than that.
I am here to tell you that the menu description 100% lived up to the taste of the dessert.
If the restaurant hadn’t been so busy, and I thought I could have gotten away with it, I would have totally licked the bowl.
We finished off with a Peanut Butter milkshake. Because well, peanut butter is only the best damn thing ever. So it was an easy choice to make.
Making those really anti-social slurpy noises, we drank every last drop of the milkshake, and declared brunch an absolute success.
You’ve got to go. I mean, really, seriously, you’re missing out if you don’t. Cheeseburger Hash. S’mores Pots. You’ve a lot of happiness to gain by paying Bad Egg a visit.