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What you see before you is the latest London location for Burger & Lobster (*fanfair* the global phenomenon!) I think this is number 9 though I may be wrong. These are the (Russian?) guys behind the Goodman steakhouses, and so you could say that they know a little something about meat, at the least! As for the aesthetic of the placeâ¦very American, I dunno if âCrabshackâ would be the right word, but the rustic wood, oldschool filament lamps and lobster cages on the walls come pretty close.
Itâs a strange one, this place, the menu basically has three mains - a whole lobster, a burger and what I guess is simply a lobster roll (cold lobster, warm meat - strong combination). No menu for food at all - you just pick one of the three. As your waiter/waitress may tell you - we âonly do three things, but we do them wellâ. Every meal comes with a side salad (tastes legit due to cheese and other unhealthy things) and a reasonable portion of fries (which are, dare I say, a dead ringer for those youâd get at McDonalds). Lobsters are sourced fresh from Nova Scotia and Maine (I think?), depending on season. As far as lobsters go, I have eaten lobsters all over the US and these areâ¦.pretty close to how I remember (ask for it steamed instead of grilled for full fishy lobster flavoursâ¦)
As this is a relatively new location, theyâre not quite as rammed as I hear the other ones can get (yet!). 3 hour queues? Apparently people will put up with such things. As for queuing up for 3 hours for a restaurant? I love food but you wonât see me doing that. Ever. Not ever. Spend more time waiting than eating? REALLY?! Who does that? OK, Iâll stop. Onto their pricing: £20 is a bit steep for a burger but for a lobster it feels like a bargain. Though the âno reservationâ system seems pretentious, the actual dining experience, thankfully, does not feel quite the same way. From what I saw, staff are super chill, and you eat off of trays instead of plates (which is either pretentious or unpretentious, I dunno). Idea: you could theoretically eat here âeconomicallyâ by getting a lobster to split between the two of you (provided you werenât hugely hungry). And buy more drinks and desserts. Said desserts and drinks are a...reasonable selection, reasonably priced - I suppose about average for London. They do quite a few cocktails, I think 17 last time I checked.
Part of the fun is, obviously, eating the lobster with the cracking tools they provide (your patience is rewarded by access to the delicious parts of the flesh hidden in the deep recesses of the exoskeleton). Eating lobster is actually not as hard, nor messy, as people think it is. You simply crack the joints with the dangerous implements they provide you (in this instance, the âWestmark Crackyâ, lol). This is a legit place to go with friends and loved ones - a lot of fun. It is, however, not a good place to take new business acquaintances or potential romantic connections. Eating with a bib whilst pieces of crustacean fly everywhere probably isnât a good look (though I could be wrong!). Before anyone asks, no, you donât get to choose which lobster youâre going to eat from the tanks (which I am grateful for - I donât think I am quite ready to confront the reality of choosing exactly what has to die to feed me. Goddamn...)
All in all, good food, nice location - none of this speedy table turnover and frenetic rushing I read about in some other reviews. So yeah, a somewhat minimalist approach to restaurateuring which delivers upon its promise of burger and/or lobster. If they keep their lobster pricing the same, I will most certainly be back. Well done to you, (possibly Russian) people of Burger and Lobster!
Take a bruised chin take a skinned knee
take a million hits before I ever concede
scream is that all you got as I bleed
I always come back, I never disappear
even if I take my final breaths here
I need you now
don't fade away on me
cause I made a mistake,
I think I took a wrong turn
somewhere along the way,
I sealed my fate
and all I know is you're gone,
yeah you're gone away
I'll never touch your face
I'll never see you again
And I watch each day through the falling snow,
the dead men walking through their highs and lows
wishing they could start again somewhere new
and I stare at the cold and I feel their pain,
i watch as their life slowly fades away.
I see their eyes, they're piercing mine,
there's nothing I can say
Cause I made a mistake,
I think I took a wrong turn
somewhere along the way,
I sealed my fate and all I know is you're gone,
yeah you're gone away I'll never touch your face
I'll never see you again
Cause I made a mistake,
I think I took a wrong turn
somewhere along the way,
I sealed my fate and all I know is you're gone,
yeah you're gone away I'll never touch your face
I'll never see you again
Dover is blessed with a long and colourful history, and in ancient times the centre of the town was filled with churches. There are still a few, but in the main street, almost forgotten about, is St Mary. An ancient tower with a small spire, blocked up Norman arches, it is tucked between shops and footpaths. Most people walk past without a second glance, but inside, it is clearly a heavily Victorianised church, but with Norman roots, and bedecked with flags, memorials and windows depicting and remembering the history f the town.
The window in memorial to the Herald of Free Enterprise can be found here. The tragedy affected many families in the town. Opposite is another fine window in memorial to the pilots who ditched in the Channel during the war.
Many of the memorials were out of reach of my camera, but I snapped what I could.
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In the heart of the town with a prominent twelfth-century tower. From the outside it is obvious that much work was carried out in the nineteenth century. The church has major connections with the Lord Wardens of the Cinque Ports and is much used for ceremonial services. The western bays of the nave with their low semi-circular arches are contemporary with the tower, while the pointed arches to the east are entirely nineteenth century. The scale and choice of stone is entirely wrong, although the carving is very well done. However the east end, with its tall narrow lancet windows, is not so successful. The Royal Arms, of the reign of William and Mary, are of carved and painted wood, with a French motto - Jay Maintendray - instead of the more usual Dieu et Mon Droit. The church was badly damaged in the Second World War, but one of the survivors was the typical Norman font of square Purbeck marble construction. One of the more recent additions to the church is the Herald of Free Enterprise memorial window of 1989 designed by Frederick Cole
www.kentchurches.info/church.asp?p=Dover+1
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It is possible that the original church of St Mary’s was Saxon in origin, although there is little concrete evidence to this effect. What is certain is that the church was built on the site of a Roman structure. The tower and western part of the nave date from the 11th century. This Norman church was built between 1066, when Saxon Dover was destroyed by the Norman invaders, and 1086, when the Domesday Book lists three churches in Dover. Although not named it has been assumed that the three churches were St Mary’s, St James’ and St Peter’s.
The church is mentioned in a list of possessions of Dover Priory in 1180. In 1230 St Mary’s passed into the control of the Maison Dieu, the Master providing priests for the church until the Dissolution in 1537, when the church was closed. The townspeople petitioned Henry VIII to let them have St Mary’s as a parish church, and this was granted in 1544.
In 1581 the Mayor and Corporation moved their official place of worship from St Peter’s Church, which had fallen into disrepair, to St Mary’s. Since then the church has been associated with civic bodies, the Mayor and Corporation, the Cinque Ports Pilots of Trinity House, and the Dover Harbour Board, all have official seats in the church.
The Mayors of Dover and Members of Parliament for Dover were elected in the church from 1581 until 1826. A barrier was placed down the centre of the building to keep the rival factions apart, and often there was bloodshed and the church desecrated and made unfit for public worship.
St Mary’s present form dates from the controversial restoration carried out in 1843 by the then Vicar, Canon John Puckle. It was less restoration and more complete rebuilding. The church was enlarged, the south aisle extended to balance the north aisle, and the roof raised and clerestory windows added. During the rebuilding, original Norman piers and arches were taken down, the stones numbered and then re-erected in their new position. Only the tower escaped relatively untouched. So the church as it is seen today is mainly a Victorian construction.
St Mary’s is still very much the town’s parish church. Many of the stained glass windows, put in to replace those destroyed in World War 2, commemorate the various historic associations between the church and town.
I used the gals' room because somebody was taking too long in the guys', and they actually get a mirror!
While the plant person amazed everyone else, Norah expressed extreme joy in a plain brown dead leaf she found on the ground.
May 7/12 My friend's father once described him as "living beside the train tracks, and the wrong side of the train tracks, if you get my meaning."
File name: 08_06_020382
Title: "Wrong Way" Corrigan in Boston
Creator/Contributor: Jones, Leslie, 1886-1967 (photographer)
Date created: 1938
Physical description: 1 negative : film, black & white ; 4 x 5 in.
Genre: Film negatives
Subject: Celebrity touring; Dinner parties; Corrigan, Douglas, 1907-1995
Notes: Title and date from information provided by Leslie Jones or the Boston Public Library on the negative or negative sleeve.
Collection: Leslie Jones Collection
Location: Boston Public Library, Print Department
Rights: Copyright Leslie Jones.
Preferred credit: Courtesy of the Boston Public Library, Leslie Jones Collection.
Me and my bot, according to Topsy: topsy.com/twitter/tdavidson
I mean, Chris Brogan, or Wayne Sutton, or a billion other people. But not me.
Importet into Darktable with the wrong colour options. I decided I liked the infrared-look nevertheless.
File name: 08_06_020369
Title: Wrong Way Corrigan
Creator/Contributor: Jones, Leslie, 1886-1967 (photographer)
Date created: 1938
Physical description: 1 negative : film, black & white ; 4 x 5 in.
Genre: Film negatives
Subject: Parades & processions; Corrigan, Douglas, 1907-1995
Notes: Title and date from information provided by Leslie Jones or the Boston Public Library on the negative or negative sleeve.
Collection: Leslie Jones Collection
Location: Boston Public Library, Print Department
Rights: Copyright Leslie Jones.
Preferred credit: Courtesy of the Boston Public Library, Leslie Jones Collection.
I got a kick out of this and thought I'd share it. When my sister first came into town, we took a Greyhound up to Duluth from St. Paul. I bought our tickets and they asked us for both of our names. No problem.
On the way back to the Cities the following week, the clerk at the Duluth Greyhound station didn't bother to ask for names. He just assumed we were MARRIED and put MR. and MRS. on the tickets!
I love my sister... but not THAT way!
We both got a kick out of this mistake.
Andrew Lloyd Baughman in "Uncle @$$b@g’s Storytime," one of the Hope Operas. Comedy Spot, Ballston Mall, 4238 Wilson Blvd, Arlington, VA.
66034 shut down wrong line in the engineering posession at Bayston Hill, Condover road bridge on Sunday 9.6.13
Chiba, Wrong direction, 2009
assemblage, small objects installation
@ Okidokigallery until 7 november
OKIDOKIGALLERY
Allerstr 38 / Berlin- Neukolln
U8 Boddinstr
opening time: Wed-Fri 15h/20h
File name: 08_06_020375
Title: Wrong Way Corrigan
Creator/Contributor: Jones, Leslie, 1886-1967 (photographer)
Date created: 1938
Physical description: 1 negative : film, black & white ; 4 x 5 in.
Genre: Film negatives
Subject: Parades & processions; Spectators; Corrigan, Douglas, 1907-1995
Notes: Title and date from information provided by Leslie Jones or the Boston Public Library on the negative or negative sleeve.
Collection: Leslie Jones Collection
Location: Boston Public Library, Print Department
Rights: Copyright Leslie Jones.
Preferred credit: Courtesy of the Boston Public Library, Leslie Jones Collection.
‘’There's something wrong with me chemically
Something wrong with me inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies’’
By Depeche Mode