Danger - South Bank Blow Out!

If you have an eating disorder - look away now. This post is a tale of hedonism and greed. Brilliant!

Here's a picture to start -

Within a few minutes, it looked like this...



I had my full week in London but I had occasion to go to the South Bank - the brilliant Shakespeare's Globe to be precise - for a few meetings. I remembered the first time I went to the Globe on my own. It wasn't fully built then, but my overriding memory is that it took me ages to save for the Coach fare from Birmingham and I took sandwiches because I couldn't afford to buy any food. It was indicative of the financial constraints of the early Maverick Theatre. Money is still tight, but I now have credit cards, so I decided, rather than book a week in the sun, my holiday would be to the inner Land of Indulgence. Not just meals, but meals that fill you to bursting! Overindulgence! Supersized! So this is sort of a holiday guide for gluttons. I shall mark my restaurants out of ten, but the mark is to how sick I felt... how almost unable to move!

Turkish Pizza place, behind the Globe. 9/10.;

I'd never come across this before, but it was very tasty and the service very efficient. I shouldn't really include it here, because I had a meeting AFTER this, which meant time, rather than decadent gluttony, was the main consideration. The other meal had NO time constraint, which meant I could really go for it!

British Film Institute Restaurant, South Bank.16/10.

This was the real killer, as you can see from the score. The food is wonderful and plentiful! In spite of the exclusivity of the surroundings, there was little neuvo here, loves and the portions were massive!

The pudding thing was sooo lovely, but I've still no idea what it is called.

WARNING - The real danger here are the excellent staff. I'd only intended to have a main course, but they are all young, lovely and impossible to say no to, so everything they suggested, I had.
It was so bad, I not only couldn't drink all the coffee, I even left some BEER! Yep, that stuffed...!