Bone Daddies is the daddy

After much anticipation, a lot of schedule crunching and really just any old excuse – we finally made it to Bone Daddies.

I, and the rest of my party of 4, arrived hungry. I found the big windows, communal layout and lighting all very delightful. In short, Bone Daddies looked like an ideal refuge out of the London drizzle.

Unlike all my incredibly enthusiastic dining buddies, I had not studied the menu in intricate detail before hand – so it was my very first perusal in the restaurant. One thing I’d say, being a sometimes veggie, this is not a place for vegetarians; all the stocks are make with bones and every bowl of ramen comes with meat. No bad thing when you’re a sometimes veggie, if you’re a full time one you might just be having a side of mizuna.

Choices, choices…

Being a hungry group, we ordered snacks and mains. This means we started with a helping of yellowtail sashimi, fried chicken and softshell crab. The sashimi came surrounded with a sort of tart soy dressing. I usually prefer my sushi dipping sauces on the side, but as the review on Cheese and Biscuits says, Bone Daddies isn’t going for authentic; and this sashimi just happened to work.

The fried chicken was described by one of my party as “the KFC popcorn chicken – but good”. I had a taste and it was perfect, crunchy moreishness. Suffice to say, it was polished off before you could say Colonel Sanders.

Crunchy tasty chickeny goodness with a slice of lemon – this photo does not do it justice.

The softshell crab was a sight to behold and a generous portion (you got your monies worth at £8 a pop) – this was also polished off quickly, with the accompanying green chilli ginger sauce being a hit with all concerned. It might just be me, but the crab could have done with a touch more seasoning and a little more crunch in the batter. But that is a minor complaint – there was not a bit left.

That velvety green dipping sauce was a hit with everyone.

We did have a little bit of a wait between courses which served to build hunger levels back up again. When the various bowls and plates arrived with our mains, we knew it was worth the patience.

Our party ordered “TANTANMEN with sesame, chilli, pork mince, bok choy (Chicken Bone Broth)” and “DIPPING RAMEN with spring onion, kizami nori, chashu pork (Chicken Broth)”.

I was initially a little disappointed at not getting a one of the big ramen bowls, but my disappointment was dissipated upon tasting my dish. Oh my, my. A tiny little bowl of broth on the side packed an unctuous, umami punch right in the face. The chashu pork had lovely charred BBQ notes to it and dipped in the broth, with a helping of noodles topped with bamboo, spring onions and bean sprouts.

The dipping ramen.

The Tantanmen was ordered with extra mizuna and a pippette of fat – just for that little extra somethin’ somethin’. This beautiful bowl of comfort and pork had an almost coconut-ty taste to it, with all those deep savoury notes that come from really making stock.

The pipette of fat is off to the right there.

Here it is close-up.

The eggs – these must have been smoked, then soft boiled, and they were the embodiment of perfection. Those eggs absolutely rocked my world – and mine is a world where the best is saved to last and my last mouthful was one of those eggs.

Even discounting the fat pipette, the meals were just a touch greasy and the Tantanmen could have done with another handful of veg in there. The accompanying broth in the Dipping Ramen was increasingly salty, I really wanted to drink that thing up but it was just a little bit overpowering. But the point isn’t to drink it neat, hence the “dipping”.

To accompany our meals we went alcohol free – with a round of green tea and ginger beers. The soft drinks menu could have done with a couple more options, just for those of us trying to stay off the sauce in the run up to Christmas.

Drinks in order of “hardness”.

I have also forgotten to mention the condiments – to add whatever zazz you’d like to your dish there is the choice of toasted ground sesame seeds,  pickled garlic (you crush your very self at the table) and a garlicky-chilli oil that everyone at my table was tasting before the starters even arrived.

If you look closely, you can see the awesome sesame seed grinder.

Shiny, chilli goodness.

Self-crush that pickled garlic – grr!

Total bill came to just over £80 including service. We arrived at just after 6pm and the restaurant had plenty of free tables, by the time we left around 8pm the place was packed out. If you’re hungry at 6pm, get there early.

Overall, some seriously savoury treats and there is no doubt that this is an excellent joint to stop off and fuel up – being only a stone’s throw from Oxford Street, a perfect Christmas shopping pit stop. We give this place 7.5/10 and highly recommend a visit.

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