I was starting to feel like I was the only person in London who hadn’t visited Duck and Waffle. Thankfully, I rectified this situation and made my debut there last week.
I have wanted to go for ages but never seem to find the time, so when I had a days holiday from work, I snapped up the opportunity to persuade Ben to go there with me.
I went at lunchtime with Ben, and we used the excuse that we were on holiday to justify ordering wine (why not??). We sat at a table on the outer layer of tables beside the floor to ceiling windows, and had a view over East London: Tower Bridge, the Tower of London, the Olympic Park, and Canary Wharf. No sooner had we sat down, that we started to get food envy looking at the tables around us who had ordered bread to share. To stop us from drooling, we promptly ordered some ‘Hand churned butter & puglian olive oil’ freshly baked bread to share. When it arrived, it was too hot to touch at first – but that didn’t stop us!
The bread was warm and seemed slightly hot and gooey on the inside- like tasty warm dough.
For mains, Ben and I both decided to be original *ahem* and go for the Duck and Waffle.
Duck and Waffle is a dish that you can order at any time of day. In fact, I think it’s on the breakfast, lunchtime and evening menu at the restaurant.
It’s a slightly odd combination: roasted duck leg, on a spoungy waffle, with a large fried egg placed on top and mustard maple syrup ready to pour over it to bring everything all together. It was quite good – it tasted sweet rather than the savoury meals one would usually order, and was quite different to any main course that I’d tried before.
The flavours all complemented each other, and who knew that duck would go so well with waffle. Duck and Waffle is THE thing to order there, as nearly everyone around us had ordered it too. I wonder if the chefs get bored of creating plate after plate of exactly the same meal? All in all, I really enjoyed the whole experience of Duck and Waffle. The views were beautiful, the food was delicious, and it was one of the best ways to spend a cloudy afternoon in London. As we plunged back down to the ground in the great glass elevator, I wasn’t sure why it has taken me so long to go there!