Wednesday, 10 August 2011
Tuesday, 9 August 2011
Old News
Was looking through a drawer and found some old bits of press. Some of it's well old!
This first one features the original wrap master Bella Pace.. guess which one she is! (CLUE: She's at the top, in the middle. She's the one who really likes The Doors!)
Great pic of the van. Awful pic of Simon. I look better this way up.
Time Out's round up of London markets..
More recent piece from ES mag... nice, we're under Q, for Queues!
This first one features the original wrap master Bella Pace.. guess which one she is! (CLUE: She's at the top, in the middle. She's the one who really likes The Doors!)
Great pic of the van. Awful pic of Simon. I look better this way up.
Time Out's round up of London markets..
More recent piece from ES mag... nice, we're under Q, for Queues!
Damn those paparazzi!!
Really really crazy to be in the OFM... a sign of everyone buzzing about street food which is WICKED especially if you're rollin with Eat Street. www.eat.st. Feel very lucky to be included among some amazing other traders.
The Thames Festival September 2010 (!!!)
Okaii.. this is from a long time ago but hey. I love the Thames Festival. In our first year of trading an angry farmer drove our hired fridge van into a tree and caused £2000 damage which we had to pay for. If it wasn't for the Thames Festival a few weeks later we probably would have gone under. So thank you Barney (the organiser) and London and all your tourists!!
This year Whitecross Street Market did the festival as a collective.. We had Hoxton Beach on one side of us blaring out really bad music (I cant remember what.. might have been a Jason Derulo remix of Jai Ho or something) and feeding us amazing Lebanese breakfasts. Here's Hussain looking sexy while Rashid and Dan take pictures of Sarah and a blow up sex doll (she later bacame Lucho Lucy)
Driving along the Southbank was fun...
We arrived pretty early at our pitch...
Maybe a bit too early for some people...
Lady and the Tramps
Nighttime come and the van got lit up like a christmas tree..
We were joined by Lucho Lucy, sat in the front acting as our bodyguard. I wouldn't mess with her! Se's got a horribly dirty mouth and literally no shame (she ended up in a tree.. or maybe Frank took her home, I can't remember)
We were also joined by our good friend Virginie Foucard (middle - obvs) who is an incredible opera singer. On Saturday night she just started belting out a tune mid burrito flow - here's the youtube link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VopikIFJabc She's got some lungs on 'er that girl!!
Jeremy had a go too but he was CRAP. The cat liked it.
See you back there this year! Hopefully it won't take almost a year to blog about it this time. We're gonna be working with a collective called Eat St this year and will be just outside Tate Modern. Come get some!!!
This year Whitecross Street Market did the festival as a collective.. We had Hoxton Beach on one side of us blaring out really bad music (I cant remember what.. might have been a Jason Derulo remix of Jai Ho or something) and feeding us amazing Lebanese breakfasts. Here's Hussain looking sexy while Rashid and Dan take pictures of Sarah and a blow up sex doll (she later bacame Lucho Lucy)
Driving along the Southbank was fun...
We arrived pretty early at our pitch...
Maybe a bit too early for some people...
Lady and the Tramps
Nighttime come and the van got lit up like a christmas tree..
We were joined by Lucho Lucy, sat in the front acting as our bodyguard. I wouldn't mess with her! Se's got a horribly dirty mouth and literally no shame (she ended up in a tree.. or maybe Frank took her home, I can't remember)
We were also joined by our good friend Virginie Foucard (middle - obvs) who is an incredible opera singer. On Saturday night she just started belting out a tune mid burrito flow - here's the youtube link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VopikIFJabc She's got some lungs on 'er that girl!!
Jeremy had a go too but he was CRAP. The cat liked it.
See you back there this year! Hopefully it won't take almost a year to blog about it this time. We're gonna be working with a collective called Eat St this year and will be just outside Tate Modern. Come get some!!!
Wednesday, 4 May 2011
Our New Menu... starting 16th MAY 2011
Hello, here's a little something something to let you know of the changes afoot in May. The "New Menu" will be starting on Monday 16th May 2011 and is the first time we'll be selling the beef chilli with chorizo since 2007!! It's frickin' A, you should try it...
Thanks for being you x
P.S. We FINALLY have some boxes so you can have tortillaless burritos. Sorry it's taken so long...
Thanks for being you x
P.S. We FINALLY have some boxes so you can have tortillaless burritos. Sorry it's taken so long...
Thursday, 9 September 2010
Offset
Q: Why are vegans so angry?
This festival was a jawdropping, senses repulsing mix of some of the worst sound my poor little noise holes have ever had the misfortune of ingesting. Our pitch made up the unfortunate third point in the axis of evil, that also included the main stage and the hardcore tent. With the likes of 'Wet Dog' and 'Hang the bastard' vomiting out their vitriolic nonsense, we were truly stuck in a nightmarish crossing of the beams, 'The Vortex of Hate'.
The weather was nice though.
And we were right nextdoor to Dan the juice man (Elephant Juice) from Whitecross Street.
With an initial crew of only five this time round, the pressure was on and time for breaks was limited. Ollie and Harriet easily overcame this problem by sharing meals, lady and the tramp stylee. Who knows what happened when they got to the middle...
This photo is in no way linked to the previous one except to say that making vast numbers of burritos with limited staff takes its toll even on our hardcorest of workers.
So in sumnation. With the exception of Caribou, Mystery Jets and a spackling of other performers, the music was aweful from where I was standing. The people, however, were lovely. All tattooed hipster types, but majoritarily really good sorts. Apart from the filthy thieving bastard who stole our newly aquired wrestling cat. Mexican Pussy was cruely catnapped at around 10:30 on the saturday night. Any information leading to the whereabouts of our beloved family member will be met with surprise, initially and then overwhelming joy and then... well anyway there are seven stages.
A: They aren't really. Just the German ones who were performing in the Hardcore tent and only really their lyrics. They seemed very personable when ordering their dinner.
Pssst!!! see you all at Thames Festival this Saturday and Sunday. Gives you all a chance to show off your favourite burritos to friends and family who might not otherwise get the chance to experience such culinary delights
This festival was a jawdropping, senses repulsing mix of some of the worst sound my poor little noise holes have ever had the misfortune of ingesting. Our pitch made up the unfortunate third point in the axis of evil, that also included the main stage and the hardcore tent. With the likes of 'Wet Dog' and 'Hang the bastard' vomiting out their vitriolic nonsense, we were truly stuck in a nightmarish crossing of the beams, 'The Vortex of Hate'.
The weather was nice though.
And we were right nextdoor to Dan the juice man (Elephant Juice) from Whitecross Street.
With an initial crew of only five this time round, the pressure was on and time for breaks was limited. Ollie and Harriet easily overcame this problem by sharing meals, lady and the tramp stylee. Who knows what happened when they got to the middle...
This photo is in no way linked to the previous one except to say that making vast numbers of burritos with limited staff takes its toll even on our hardcorest of workers.
So in sumnation. With the exception of Caribou, Mystery Jets and a spackling of other performers, the music was aweful from where I was standing. The people, however, were lovely. All tattooed hipster types, but majoritarily really good sorts. Apart from the filthy thieving bastard who stole our newly aquired wrestling cat. Mexican Pussy was cruely catnapped at around 10:30 on the saturday night. Any information leading to the whereabouts of our beloved family member will be met with surprise, initially and then overwhelming joy and then... well anyway there are seven stages.
A: They aren't really. Just the German ones who were performing in the Hardcore tent and only really their lyrics. They seemed very personable when ordering their dinner.
Pssst!!! see you all at Thames Festival this Saturday and Sunday. Gives you all a chance to show off your favourite burritos to friends and family who might not otherwise get the chance to experience such culinary delights
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