The Adventures of Scrappy and Pickle

Once upon a time in a land brimming with Miami Beach outfits and a public transport system that seethed and heaved like an overheated German Shepherd, you could find two bumbling superheroes, Scrappy and her side-kick Pickle. Scrappy and Pickle had recently been separated as Pickle had been off fighting her nemesis Dissertation Man. Dissertation Man was currently in hiding and while Pickle had plans to fight him off for good, used the brief sojourn to board her invisible plane (yes, just like Wonder Woman’s!) and pay her old crime-fighting comrade a visit.

Scrappy considered herself somewhat of the fashionable sort fighting bad outfits with a roll of her eyes or a look of confusion. Pickle had always been the perfect crime-fighting sidekick, doing her utmost to keep Scrappy out of trouble and away from offensive outfits and minicab drivers who tried to steal lovely parcels, from let’s say…Fortnum and Mason. When not saving the world from these evil-doers, Scrappy and Pickle could be found at a number of different eateries, ensuring that they stocked up on all the proper food and drink a super hero might need.

The reunion started off with wine near St. Paul’s Cathedral, fresh fruity tutti cocktails at the Charlotte Street Hotel, and ace tapas at The Salt Yard on Goodge Street.

Highlights from the Salt Yard:
- Marinated Beetroot with Goats Cheese, Pinenuts and Vinaigrette

- Courgette Flowers stuffed with Monte Enebro cheese and drizzled with honey
- Cornish Crab and Chilli Croquetas
- Roasted Chorizo with Moscatel Vinegar

The next day found Scrappy and Pickle once again out and about looking to right the wrongs of meanie minicab drivers. It took the better part of the day to do, in the meanwhile Scrappy and Pickle filled up on some much needed sustenance.

Gordon Ramsey's The Narrow:
This Thameside pub near Limehouse was brimming with sunshine and positive energy (and outfits). After a bit of discussion around what they should share, Pickle and Scrappy decided to skip going halvsies and each ordered the hake and chips with marrow fat peas. This was one of Scrappy and Pickle’s better decisions that day. The coating of the fish was crispier and leaps and bounds more palatable than Scrappy’s aqua net mall bangs from 1988. The fish was moist, the chips not too chunky, and the marrow fat peas were delicious enough to make even the most finicky veggie-hating child ask for seconds.

Nothing could stop Scrappy and Pickle now…except perhaps for a key lime pie or some patty pan squash stuffed with fresh corn and feta…