I've lived just outside Shoreditch
for ten years now.

The place is almost unrecognisable nowadays. In some ways this is marvellous - I do prefer a top-notch Argentinian steak restaurant to a burnt-out-and-boarded-up shithole, but the upsurge in cretins as described above is becoming almost unbearable.

My favourite restaurant is a Pakistani place in a quiet backstreet - when I first went there it was basically a cafe doing incredible food. They've extended the premises three times and, following one weekend when it was in the Saturday Guardian and then the Observer, the place is a spastics parade of the highest order.

You're getting a mind-blowing meal for around a tenner a head. How fucking dare you complain about having to wait 20mins for a table?


*runs amok with a sword like the 'Croydon Samurai'*
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 28 Jan 2009, 17:36, 1 reply)

^^'Pakistani place in a quite backstreet'...^^

Are you Jerry Seinfeld?
( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Wed 28 Jan 2009, 17:37, closed)

Yes
Yes, I am.


Actually hold on, no I'm not....
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 28 Jan 2009, 17:38, closed)

I had to wait two hours for a table once
It wasn't that fun. Food was still awesome though. I particularly like the dry meat.
( Bazongaloid, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 10:33, closed)