Scribblings from the Mitchy Side

It's official, Konaki Restaurant in Coptic Street, London, is a damn fine Greek restaurant. I didn't have dessert and I still managed to overeat to the point where I had to walk slooowly and carefully so as not to upset my tummy :P

Worth it though!

I will write a full review of my day tomorrow but now there must be a hot water bottle and sweet, sweet sleep. I've had a LOVELY day :) *happy squeakings*


( Meme! What's your inner spirit? )

So yesterday, after various complicated Stockport/WGC/weather map consultations, I toddled into London to meet with Rik and Carol. We had been worried the snow would scupper everything but in the end, it didn't affect us at all. I was mildly worried by some flooding at Potters Bar but my plan to wait an hour before going to the station, as it had stopped raining before lunch and was bright and sunny, paid off because when I got to WGC, they were just announcing all was back to normal at PB and normal services were being resumed.

I was in London well before rush hour - huzzah! I promptly toddled over to TCR and scampered into Zavvi who are having a fat closing down sale. I got an 'UGE book all about Mamma Mia, the musical and film, for £2.50! Original retail price £20!! Hee! It was a great shame I didn't have more pences to play with, I could have had a ball in there. Or maybe it's a GOOD thing I didn't have more pences to play with :P Seriously, if you're in easy reach of TCR, go take a look before they do close down, there are some amazing bargains.

Having some 2 hours to kill, I ambled off to locate the restaurant, which is on Coptic Street, about halfway between TCR and Holborn Tube stations. On the way, I was lured into Starbucks because although the weather was sunny, the wind was a bit vicious and I had a craving for a luscious hot chocolate. Which I thoroughly indulged :D I then toddled off up to locate the restaurant and then selected the nearest pub to curl up in for a couple of hours. I happily sat and did (or attempted) the crossword in thelondonpaper while guzzling two pints of cider. This may have been a tactical error :p

Around 7, I got a text from Rik to say they were on their way, so at 7.15, I prised myself out of my comfy seat and nipped across the road to meet them at a likely interception point. I judged it well, I was on the right corner and the right side of the road to see them and hugs were exchanged. We didn't dawdle but headed straight for Konaki's.

This was a restaurant I'd not been to but Rik and Carol had been before and reckoned it was one of the best Greek restaurants they knew. I can't judge it the best, I don't have a lot to compare it to, but I CAN recommend it enthusiastically. It's a smidge pricey but not that pricey and you get what you pay for. Nothing fussy, mind, nothing pretentious, just wonderful food cooked very well indeed.

I had saganaki to start - deep fried cheese - which unlike the american counterparts, wasn't set alight on being brought to the table. It was, however, exceptionally tasty. As was Carol's dish of cold mashed potato, with lashings of garlic and pitta bread, and Rik's choice of filo pastry parcels stuffed with a ricotta like cheese. Mmmm! For main course, I had the lamb souvaki (spelling?), which was cooked medium, just as I asked! That was accompanied by saute potatoes and greek pasta, the latter of which was totally new to me but I really loved it! (Anyone familiar with this? What, exactly, is it? It looked like rice but was definitely pasta based). Rik had a chickpea based dish and more saute potatoes and Carol opted for the pork fillets, which I'm TOTALLY choosing next time I got, they were gorgeous! Carol and I were both in acute pain after our main courses though and all three of us passed on dessert in favour of coffee - Irish for me, Alexander for Carol and boring ol' coffee for Rik :)

We spent part of the time during courses and afterward glaring at the crossword I'd been doing in the pub, with limited success - anyone have ANY idea what a round cap, with a flap at the back, worn by hunters, particularly in Spain during the 17th and 18th centuries is? M something N four somethings :P We also yakked happily about life the universe and everything. Oh! And I got a pressie! Two actually :D A large pot of Belgian chocolate spread *droools* and a box of speciality tea :D

Eventually, we prised ourselves out of the table and toddled off towards Holburn, as I needed the Piccadilly line and Rik and Carol were happy to accompany me as they needed the central line. I wasn't feeling too comfortable on the walk, a wee bit queasy in fact, but figured I'd be alright once I was on the train. And I was....and then I got to King's Cross. By the time I reached the main concourse, I was feeling VERY queasy indeed and at one point, really thought I was going to be sick. However, it passed and I bought some water to sip, which helped. Thankfully, the next train to WGC was at platform 8, avoiding a long scamper to the suburban platforms so I was able to hop right on and curl up in a seat. By the time we reached Potters Bar I was feeling lots better :)

I got home by about 11.20pm and unwound by squeaking happily at all and sundry :) It was a very good day indeed. *beams*

cookwitch saw this and thought of me.....I can't imagine why........:D



From this article here. :D

I didn't start this, blame halcyon_shift. And tyrell. *nodsnodsnods* I'm an eeeeenocent Mitchy!