Every
once in a while I have a strong need for certain foods, whether they are
curries, sausage rolls, jacket potato's or milanesa.
Since last
Wednesday for some reason, I have had a hankering for milanesa, either as a
dish or in a sandwich. After reading a review recently about Moo! Grill, I knew
where I was going to eat this weekend.
It’s a small place, pretty close to Spitalfields market and
Brick Lane where we’d been trying to find me some clothes for a 1920’s gangster
bash I’d agreed to go to.
Anyhows to cut a long story short, all I managed to buy was
some trousers and not much else. Although I now have more of an idea of the
total outfit now.
So after all that I was famished and was in need of some
carbs. I was asked several times where the fire was, as my speed had picked up
on the way to Moo! Grill. Sorry but it’s a silly name and really is the
exclamation mark really needed.
I was just after a sandwich to go, but was forced to sit and
eat it inside. But this did give me an excuse to drink some Quilmes, something
I hadn’t done for a while.
The menu is different from an older version I had seen, it
never had the milanesa, but did have a milanga, which is really the same thing.
Veal or beef, who really cares. It’s breaded, fried and served in a ciabatta with
mozzarella, ham and tomato. Damn it was good. Probably the best milanesa
sandwich I’ve had outside of Argentina.
There is something about breaded meat, mozzarella and ham
that rocks my world, and this did just that.
The fries I also had were, well thin and fried and pretty
good. I’d gotten so used to having big chunky chips in Argentinean restaurants
in London that I was a tad disappointed, but they were salted oh so fine.
The choripan, basically a sausage sandwich looked the part,
and I was told it ate the part as well, but as I was not willing to share mine,
I never got a taste of it.
But as the person eating it had lived in Argentina for 2
years, said it was good I believe her.
The one thing I didn’t like and only realised when the bill
came was they charged £2 for the chimichurri. An outrage, the cheek of it.
Chimichurri is a typical side dish in all Argentine
restaurants and it comes as a basic accompaniment. It’s like being charged for
using the red or brown sauce in a greasy spoon. So bloody cheeky.
But as I was having milanesa, chimi is not needed, but on
the choripan it is essential to cut through the fatty sausage.
I’d definitely come back here for the milanesa sandwich and
to try the choripan, but probably not for one of their steaks, and I’d
definitely take my own chimi.
