The only food I want when I get back from holiday is dirty food.
You know, like crispy fried chicken, really great pizza or a great hunk of a burger.
When I got back from Greece however, the last thing I wanted to do was get dressed up & go out to dinner. Thankfully there’s a new beast of a burger in town…
Ladies & Gents, I give you The Shoveman!
Look at that molten cheese & oozing sauce. That crispy bacon is just winking at you, isn’t it? The best thing about this filthy little beast? It’ll come right to your doorstep, even in the middle of the night. What a champ. A little company in Fulham have just patented a new packaging system for delivering burgers. Their boxes mean that your baby can bounce over cobblestones, rail tracks & oceans, but still get to you in one delicious piece. Check it out…
Inside the box there’s a tube with breathing holes (to keep the little guy comfortable).
Pull it off & you’ll be greeted with a smiling, branded bun just begging to be bitten into.
Go ahead, you know you want to.
We ordered three others too, The Patty, The Viking & the Slim Jim.
With a side of deep fried mac & cheese balls.
Onion rings the size of my fist.
And big boxes of belgian chips. A veritable feast of filth!
All washed down with icy shakes.
The rum one was my favourite by far.
I even dunked my pudding (a brick of chocolate brownie) in my rum shake.
I highly recommend you do the same.
If you fancy your own midnight feast, you’ll find them at Chosen Bun , which is in Fulham. They’re thinking of expanding into the rest of London/World so if you want one near you I’d drop them a Tweet . Highly recommended from a self confessed burger addict. *Full disclosure – I got my burger fo’ free because I’m a badass blogger, yo.
