Burger Tour Part 9 – Lucky Chip at The Sebright Arms
Oh East London, I have been inside you too many times of late. You make me feel uncomfortable, dirty and uncool. You also remind me why I never want to be cool. Who really has the time to go to all the clubz and take all the drugz? I just want an early night in bed watching Jersey Shore.
Burger Tour is our special night out each month. London is too expensive to do more than one nice thing each month and we choose meat and pals to celebrate being poor and happy. This month we decided to go to the middle of an east end housing estate and check out the Lucky Chip Residency at The Sebright Arms, Hoxton.
Lucky Chip has a tidy little reputation as a stand alone business but as it’s a catering van and it’s -32 degrees, 90% of the time, we’ve avoided the venture thus far. Finding out it was now in a pub with seats and a roof was all we needed to make our decision.
We arrived at 4.30 on a Saturday and The Sebright wasn’t open. Strange but despite being a regular boozer it doesn’t open till 5 on a weekend and food isn’t served till 6….6.10 in our case. A salvaged traffic light hangs on the wall. Unnoticeable at first, this traffic light is the dictator in the room. A burger ordering Hitler. It’s not explained to you anywhere, there wasn’t even whispers, but you can’t order your food before the aubsolutist powers that be turn on the green light of hope and freedom. Demz da rulez. Noone will tell you the rulez (except for me) but demz definitely da rulez. The whole thing gave me stress pains.
At 6.10 all of East London descended on the tills. We were next to the bar and ended up 15th in the queue. All these East End kids must train for this sort of event, with 20 pop up restaurants a day, they need to be stealth. I hate the whole system but I did like that they took our names and instead of giving us a shitty wooden spoon with a number on, they remembered us. Imagine! It’s almost like they care about who they’re serving. Like Starbucks but authentic right?
We didn’t wait too long really for our paper plates came holding the hunks of love. We ordered the Royale x3 (not chicken like Burger King), Kevin Bacon and El Chappo. We had 1 side of normal fries, one fries with cheese (that will be £2 extra please) and a popcorn chicken.
First thing to note is we couldn’t really tell the difference between the Royale and Kevin Bacon except price and maybe one had a seeded bun? Both were good, juicy and well flavoured though. A bit too salty but with a delicious sweet crunch on the bottom. The bacon was sweet and the pickles crisp. The El Chappo was moist and heated. The spice was a little overpowering but still pleasing. Buns were disappointing. Simple and under a Tesco Finest standard.
The fries were good, salted well, crispy but fluffy, skins on. Maybe some of the best we’ve had so far on tour. The negative comes with the additional cheese on the second order of fries. It was like catering cheddar you get at school. Tasteless, pointless, profit boosting and chip ruining. The popcorn chicken was by far the biggest disappointment. £4.50 for 5 little bites of average chicken with a dip! Outfuckingrageous! Needless to say anything outside of regular fries is not recommended.
Service was average, they remembered our name for food but everything seemed effortful outside of that. The paper plates were a big hint of how little energy they wanted to exert in the clear up. We’re indoors, let’s act like it, yeah?
In summary The Sebright Arms is a largely average pub and I think Lucky Chip is upping its takings 5000% at the moment from buzz alone. The whole place was rammed with middle class annoying hipsters. We were sat next to a guy that looked like Moby that insisted on snacking on his dates face before his food arrived and the wine served was corked and overpriced. Not a great experience in total but if you wanted a nice snack and live in a 0.4 mile radius to the Sebright, it’s worth a visit.
Burger tour will continue the first weekend of every month until we are sick of burgers.