120 Upper Street
Date of Last Visit: Friday, November 20th
The Victims: Too many to mention
The Damage: £20 or so each
The Background: I am almost embarrassed to tell you this.
You see…on Friday, November 20th, I had tickets to the cinema.
For the opening night of…
You know…the vampire chick flick.
And so we all went out to dinner beforehand. How many of us? Um…I think there were 17. 17 30-somethings. All out to see a teenage vampire flick.
The Entrance: So we were a little unsure which Gallipoli we were going to. And there are three of them on Upper Street. So Stacey and I went into all of them until of course, we hit the jackpot with the third.
And Gallipoli is packed! Really. My chair is getting bumped. My coat keeps falling on the floor. I am highly annoyed.
The Wine: We order some Pinot Grigio. It arrives warm. This is annoying. So I ask for a lot of ice. We get like three ice cubes. This is annoying too.
The Food: Mezze for everyone except a few. I love mezze because it's fun and communal and a surprise everytime. But at Gallipoli, the falafel tastes like sawdust. (Must write post about Hoxton Beach! Name is an oxymoron there, no?) There's not enough hummus to go around, and we have to pay extra for the aubergine. (The Turkish version of Baba Ghanoush.) I remember I liked the broad beans. And the vine leaves were okay. And as I'm having all these thoughts, people keep bumping my chair and I keep getting more annoyed. I'm tense. Very tense. And I'm tense enough as it is.
The Service: A little slow at the beginning, but eventually just fine.
The Baklava: Pretty good.
Food Verdict: Eh. Not for me. Too many people, too small a space, too average.
Film Verdict: Jacob was pretty hot. Edward was pretty pasty.
The Photos: Too dark for food photos, and I forgot my flashlight/torch.
Which Leads Me to My Question: Where's your favorite place for Turkish mezze?