"I don't know, you decide"
And decide he did. My brother had decided that a good equi-distance venue was placed in Crouch End and that he fancied a burger. Me I fancy pretty much anything at any time (food related). So off we went to Porky's.
First thing first mind the drunken floor! What?! Whether this was actually meant on purpose or a health & safety hazard I do not know. You have been warned.
Too busy catching up that I did not look at the menu for the first ten minutes we were there. All i did was order a beer.
Once I gazed over the menu and as expected by the name Pork was the dish I went for. To be more specific a half rack of ribs with some pulled pork on the side. Coleslaw came on the side so tick. For starters I ordered cajun calamari. The big bro opted for chicken wigs to start and a burger for main. He did choose this place because he wanted a burger.
Beers kept on arriving and starters finished. Wings and Calamari both done really well. Good seasoning and good sized portions. Only slight complaint is that the calamari was a tad bit oily.
The main course arrived and what a sight. Exactly how all plates should look. Brothers burger looked nice too and so we tucked in.
After a few bites we both agreed that we felt something was missing. For the ribs I would say it is that smokey flavour you always associate with ribs. In addition the barbecue tang was not there. Unfortunately these ribs did not pack the punch I wanted.
The burger was also rated as just ok too. No cravings or urges were fully satisfied on this encounter. Both of us were full and frontier beer is a great friend.
But wait hold the front page - I did not order pork scratchings! What is the world coming to?!