I don’t know if you’ve ever entered ‘best London’ into a Google search to see what the next word will be. Of course, it is ‘restaurants’. Duh.
I know that it’s a huge cliché, but one of the things I love about this city is that there are always new places to eat. I have spoken already about my love for the survival of London’s old establishments, but I cannot dismiss the excitement of the new. In our social media-led age, it is not difficult to find out about new openings; they pay people to use every platform available to make us aware of them. The hungrier we become for a certain food trend, the bigger the maelstrom of publicity that surrounds a new restaurant, and the more impatient we become to get down there, Instagram everything in sight and tweet about just how great it is.
In contrast to this, some new places open so quietly that it is only when you literally stumble across them that you become aware of their existence. This happened to me yesterday. With the back to work blues following my holiday, I took to the streets of Fitzrovia to seek solace in some lunch. Turning off Foley Street to answer my phone, I almost walked straight into a couple of guys cooking on a hot plate outside of a cafe. I was intrigued.
The cafe in question is The Ship’s Galley on Hanson Street, a tiny little coffee shop that has been in the owner’s family for 23 years. Having recently been taken over by the two young sons of the family, they have branched out into a kind of outdoor BBQ, hoping to attract hungry office workers. This new venture operates three days a week: burgers on Wednesdays, burritos on Thursdays and steak sandwiches on Fridays. All priced at around the £5 mark.
I was a little sad to see the patty cooked well-done, as I am a fan of a pink middle, but was cheered up when they split the patty through the middle and filled it with cheese and the red onions that had been cooking on the hot plate next to the burger. The bun was a standard seeded bun, but was fresh and held together well. I was offered a choice of various toppings but opted only for pickles, lettuce, mustard and ketchup – which prompted a debate about tomatoes in burgers (my bete noire). The thing about this burger is that it breaks the rules of what we think to be a good burger at the moment: no brioche bun, no medium rare, no ‘dirty’ sauce or ‘filthy’ sauce, but it tastes good. The bread is fresh, the patty moist, despite being cooked right through, and well seasoned, and the toppings basic but right for the job. It is a good honest burger which, with some of the gargantuan offerings about at the moment, is quite refreshing.
The Ship’s Galley, 1 Hanson Street, London W1W 6TA.