Foodies Festival: The Tonic for my Gin
We're headed to the Foodies Festival on Clapham Common on an unusually cold June Sunday. Unsurprisingly, before I've even found the ticket truck, the Fever Tree G&T van has caught my eye. We waste no time and get involved with an 'Ultimate G&T' and a Dark & Stormy, for Darty. Doubles, obviously. Both hit the spot. There's posh plastic glassware, too, proper premium stuff. When we're back for round two later, I ditch the lime in place of lemon thyme which was a rock solid contender. Winning.
Elsewhere it's all about turbo OJs, whilst The Fresh Lemonade Company are getting juicy with lemojitos.
There's still no sign of sunshine, but this doesn't stop the Bitter Twisted crew from warming up the Common with a slice of Venetian pizzazz. There's no denying that 2013 is the summer of the Spritz, but this is no fad, their stuff is the real deal holyfield. Plus, you know what they say; 'No Spritz, No Party'.
Popcorn is poppin' left, right and centre. Joe & Seph's stall is so mobbed, it's hard to get a word in edgeways. It's caramel - every way; caramel & coconut, salted caramel, caramel & espresso, the list goes on. Anyway, it's good. The Popcorn Kitchen also lures us in. Those guys have super-sized the stuff, it's massive. Flavours are more mainstream, but by no means less cool. I'm all over the olive & sea-salt variety. All I need now is the Med.
Meat! It's a protein day. The Great British Sausage Company is smoking hot. The Chucklehead gluten-free sausages sweep me off my feet. I heart sausage, as their merch suggests. There are hubba hubba hunks of cow on the BBQ. Lest we forget the Roast Hog chaps. Darty pigs out on their Roast Hog roll, widely known as 'The Beast'. Think piping hot ciabatta, apple, rocket, porchetta marinated hog roast pork and killer crackling. It's a succulent, juicy Sunday Lunch, and the rest.
I have an infatuation with first class rice-based dishes, namely risotto and paella. In this case, we'll home in on the latter. The fiery team from Dulwich based 'Number 22' were serving up the good stuff. No beating around the bush there. Plenty of saffron to go around, know what I mean? So, then I'm cruising along, 'Gin-tonic' in hand, and the most beautiful Ibérico stops me in my tracks. The 'Pure Spain' chicos encourage me to give it a try, and yes, it's all about the acorn-fed pigs here. Thank heavens they accept cards as there's some mean Lomo, too.
Naturally, I am going to bookend this post with something close to my heart; Gin, and it is high time to introduce Pinkster Gin. We're actually on our way home, so it's a blessing in disguise that we stumble upon Colonel Pinkster's humble abode. He welcomes us with open arms. We get chatting, and before I can say 'pip pip', I'm tasting the delicately rose hued stuff, neat. Very quaffable indeed. It tastes like it looks, it really is the smoothest of smooth. I imagine it's how chiffon would taste. The Colonel sends us on our merry way with a Pinkster G&(fever)T in hand. Lime and lemon thyme get put on the long finger, because Pinkster Gin is served with raspberries and mint.
Five Very Kerri things about Foodie's Festival
- Pinkster Gin
- Meat every which way
- Buckets of Fever-Tree
- Tastes of Spain
- Live music