This Girl Eats Lunch

Now, first off, slight admission. There’s no picture to go with this post because I was too busy eating it. That’s food blog skills 101 surely, take the bloody picture before the munching begins.

Anyway, I didn’t, must try harder. Now to the food…

Working in Bristol city center is both wonderful and terrible when it comes to lunch – there are an unbelievable amount of wonderful lunch options but that can be fairly terrible for your purse (or manly testosterone filled wallet). That’s why I was so tempted on a Friday lunch time to try out the lunch deal at The Slurp Shop – £6.50 for a bowl of either chicken, pork or tofu ramen (10% off for students).

The Slurp Shop is a fairly new addition to the Bristol food scene but is the little sister to the more established Sticks and Broth. Located on Denmark Street, round the back of the Hippodrome, it’s tucked neatly away inside the Wah Yan Hong Chinese supermarket. Just a tip, watch the tiny – but very much there – step as you go into the restaurant. Obviously This Girl is graceful like a swan, but other less fortunate mortals might trip and stumble in an embarrassing fashion before muttering pink faced that they would like their noodles to go please…

The menu is split into ramen, small bites (basically gyoza), or baos ranging from £4-£12. In the name of thrift I ignored the pricier options and went for the weekday lunch special,  £6.50 for spicy miso chicken. The staff were very friendly and plainly cooler than me, you couldn’t swing a hipster cat in there without hitting a hipster beard. The decor is similarly cool – exposed lightbulbs, quirky art and a vaguely threatening giant hairy lampshade. It’s definitely got character and I liked it.

My food was prepared quickly but was clearly fresh (nothing worse than tepid ramen) as it was piping hot and bursting with flavour- the chicken was juicy and generously spread through the noodles. The egg was just how I like it with a gently squidgy yolk just begging to be scooped out. A decent sprinkling of chili gave the right amount of kick without being overwhelming – it would be exactly the kind of winter warming dish you would want on a drizzling November day. Pity of course that it’s now March but it was still delicious. The only minor criticism to be found was the level of seasoning -although the flavour was delicious I did need to down a pint of water. Maybe a little lighter on the salt in future Slurp Chaps?

Portion sizes are hearty and This Girl is now off to slump into a noodle induced nap but if you’re looking for a tasty and affordable lunch, The Slurp Shop should be on your list.


The joy of eating.

This Girl stared plaintively at her fellow Lady Chums, stomach gently growling, as the conversation turned to how many tapas plates would be sensible between the 4 of them. “4 should be fine”, they crow, “we can just have a little bit of each! I’m not really that hungry anyway…”.

Four? Sorry, four? Four tapas plates between 4 adult Lady Chums constituting their actual main dinner for the day? So to be clear that’s 1/2  a croquetas de jambon, a couple of Gordal olives, a teaspoonful of roasted butternut squash with goats cheese and to top it off a whisper of patas bravas each? (We may or may not have been at Bravas on Cotham Hill, stop reading this and go immediately. Order the chorizo in cider. Thank me later).

Well Bristol, NOT IN MY NAME! For This Girl, This Girl right here, she eats.

Food is, in my humble opinion, the best. Who doesn’t swoon over a rich and velvety venison stew? Who doesn’t salivate in expectation as you watch a perfectly pink rack of lamb being carved?  Whose glasses don’t steam up in delight at the sight of heaving bowl of ramen noodles (that one might just be me).

Good food for me is about more that eating, it’s emotion, it’s memories and it’s important.

Luckily This Girl and Mr This Girl live in one of the most exciting cities for food in the UK, Bristol.

So Bristol, prepare yourself because This Girl is hungry and she’s not afraid to say it.

P.S – In case anyone is concerned, it’s OK… the Lady Chums ordered more tapas and we all lived to tell the tale.

P.P.S – The picture is the kind of breakfast Mr This Girl prepares on occasion. He eats too.