Belgos Centraal Covent Garden

Half kilo of mussels for 5 pounds?

Mmmhmm.

Only if you arrive at 5pm.

Beat the Clock!

Anytime between 5-630pm.

The dishes on the special menu will cost you the price reflected on the time of your arrival.

Lessons in punctuality will cost you, my friend. :)

I had this when I was in London 4 years back and I thought there'd only be mussels on offer.

Apparently not.

I didn't keep count.

Was too busily slurping up my mussels and white wine sauce.

Little morsels of the sea.

Delish!

And thankfully,

they had more than just mussels on the promotional menu.

Dad says, "Mussels are fish bait. I do not eat fish bait."

Repeat after me.

Generous slices of smoked salmon with dill and asparagus

atop a bed of linguine in cream sauce.

Linguine - Favourite.

Salmon- Generous. Omega 3 rich hey!

Asparagus- A little too soft.

Cream sauce- Brings it all together. Hits all the right spots! :)

But.

That's a strike two for dad.

He does not take salmon.

And he calls himself a fisherman.

So there we go with roast chicken.

With sticky sweet Thai chilli sauce in a huge bowl on the side.

And a generous serving of fries.

Indulge yourself with some mayo and tomato dips.

I definitely did. :)

Bangers and mash.

These were the smallest serving for an item on the menu but they were a bang for the buck.

If you love your bangers full on savoury flavours.

Slicing into these bouncy meat packages are a dangerous affair.

They might spurt into your eye if you were looking. or not.

or fly off the plate.

Definite no no on the etiquette's page.

The mash was a good balance to the strong flavours on the meat.

We had them all at just 5.35 pounds each.

What's the 35 for?

35 minutes getting lost in Covent Garden.

You don't say.

Well, look for the Superdry outlet with the orange flag. Belgos is just opposite to it.

A nondescript place almost like an underground bar.

Waitstaff in parish outfits.

It's blasphemy to drink in a church! :)

Enjoy the experience.

It's a Belgium experience in London.

<3>

Borough Market on a day too cold to be out on the streets of #London.

Morning walk through the floors of Tate Modern.

My parents brush with Art.

Pun totally intended.

The winds were harsh and streets too cold.

Yet we walked on past Shakespeare's Globe towards Borough Market.

Without a shelter to hide,

it was the food that took our mind off the cold for a bit.

A very short bit.

The Mont d'Or

Simply heat and serve for a deliciously simple cheese fondue.

The costs weren't for the smells. But take my advice.

No. Don't smell it.

It's good when infused in oil.

But that's as far as we go.

I mean, as far as we stay away.

This was new.

I didn't see a demo kitchen last time I was here.

Four years ago?

It's been that long already.

I actually have no idea what it was but it had a pungent meat taste.

Too pungent to be enjoyable.

It was huge on fat and anything hot tasted better that it would on a cold, cold day.

But this!

Was just as good as I remembered.

Thai Green Curry was awesome.

With rice.

So was the Vietnamese Curry.

Ohmyyum.

Fresh.

And pricey it seems.

A treat for the eyes!

Mum's lunch.

We grabbed a weiner.

With tomato and sauerkraut.

Dad had a smoked meat sandwich.

My parents and their less than preferred food choices.

Thanks for sticking it out with us :)

Raclette cheese.

Shaved and served with new baby potatoes.

Delish!

Walking onwards to London Bridge after thawing in the church.

I kid you not.

It was THAT cold.

Look at their faces.

And no, they didn't stay to watch the tower bridge lift.

But they waited for me to.

I was too excited for my own good.

I almost froze over in the cold.

*sings

London Bridge is lifting up.

Falling down.

Lifting up.

Shop on.

Too cold to do anything else but hang out in the shopping streets of Oxford Circus.

Their first experience on Primark.

No one went mad shopping. We came out with small paperbags.

Good job!

And a good fifteen minute walk home to Cosway Street right where Marylebone is.

Seashell of Lisson Grove and their awesome cod and chips.

Takeaway packed with pots of tomato, mustard and vinegar.

Rough cut chips with mayo and tomato.

The indulgence.

And because we wanted a rice meal...

Minced beef and mushroom cooking on the stove.

Fried.

Chef Nigel and I.

With the simplest of salt and black pepper from the cafe at Tate Modern.

Oil from the minced beef.

We managed a decent fried shortgrain rice attempt at home.

Topped with hand pulled pieces of buffalo mozzarella.

This was simple.

Simply satisfying.

:)