I love organising. Especially around Christmas and especially when it involves food and drinks.
So I decided to get the boy and his pals together along with the WAGS for a Christmas knees up. My obvious choice was Fish Market in Liverpool St. My last visit was a roaring drunken success. Booked.
We had a full squad. Let’s do this. Midday meet, bright and early. Not surprisingly, we had a few hungover bods in the group but hair of the dog and all that. Bring on the prosecco!
2 yummy courses for £15 and bottomless prosecco for another £15. Absolute bargs. The staff are amazing, considering our large group the refills were constant. Happy days.
Now for the food. The menu isnt huge for groups, but still a nice brunchy selection for starters (there were lots of eggs) and more hearty mains.
I snapped away…
A decent portion of tarragon mushrooms on toast and a soft poached egg.
Half caramelised pink grapefruit, brown sugar.
London cured smoked salmon & scrambled eggs.
House soup of the day, which doesn’t look like carrot on their menu, but looks nice and creamy.
Pancakes, crispy back bacon & maple syrup.
Mini mango & orange granola, natural yoghurt.
And as unexciting as it is, I went for my breakfast fave, eggs royale. Tons of smoked salmon and triffic yolky, porny deliciousness.
Prosecco going down v. nicely by this point. More food.
Most of the gang went for the Beer battered fish & chips, mushy peas & tartare sauce. Pretty huge, fresh crispy cod- good choice.
I couldn’t resist the char grilled minute steak, fries with bearnaise sauce. It was a small £2 supp, but worth it. Cooked perfectly medium rare, it was amazing. Nice side of crunchy French fries and the creamy bernaise finished it perfectly.
Veggies look away now. Meat lovers, you’re welcome.
The rest of the table was filled with huge bowls of muscles in a white wine, garlic & parsley pool. They smelt pretty good.
Lastly, baked duck eggs, spiced tomato, cannellini bean and Mediterranean vegetables came in a hot dish, looking all bubbly and delish.
Thumbs up all round from the gang.
Now technically the prosecco stops when you finish eating, so cheekily we order a few puds to share to prolong the delightful bubbles. The staff didn’t seem to mind and topped us all up before kicking out time.
We got a choccy brownie and a few crumbles.
The Fish Market is a super place for a small group. We felt totally chilled the whole afternoon despite plates coming and going and noise levels gradually rising. Glasses were seamlessly topped up without even noticing and the food was great value and really tasty.
My number one spot for Saturday brunching with pals.
Belly’s full off we skipped round the corner to The Water Poet for more festive drinks in their cute twinkly pub garden. It turns out when your in a round of 14 people you get pretty merry and the boy didn’t mind a forced pic. Whoop.
6 blurry hours later we were still in the same pub garden, chatting some rubbish I’m sure. At risk of almost missing a meal it was time to call it a day. A bloody great day. Good work team.
I won’t tell you what we had for dinner…but it came in a bucket. (classy!)