REVIEW: Clutch, Hoxton
Having one of those days when you can think of nothing more appealing than wallowing in your underwear surrounded by junk food, maybe rewatching the entire series of The OC (only series 1 and 2, mind), perhaps troubling yourself to run a bathat some later stage? A visit to Clutch is like granting yourself that day of gloriously indulgent self-love, without the side order of self-loathing.
Because somehow, this menu of fabulous fried chicken is healthy(isn). A menu of breakfast, brunch and dinner options so gluttonous they’re borderline illegal, with the added bonus of a get-out-of-jail-free card.
Come one, pop a Nuofen and get thee to the funny little green turf just down from Columbia Road. We’ll explain everything.
See, the immense array of strictly free-range poultry is fried in nut oil, which leaves you less bloated and your skin clearer. Listening now, aren’t you?
Next, the menu is filled with temptations like Wishbone chicken waffles with lashings of Bourbon maple syrup (probably not so healthy), as well as towering plates of Eggs Benedict, or the beloved (and sticky, so goddamn sticky) Soy Garlic wings and tenders.
Still hungry? Come back for a Sunday roast (they draw crowds every week). And don’t get us started on the Clutchtails – perfect for Friday night (and the perfect predecessor to yes, yet more chicken). We’ll be at the back with a Bloody Mary – come say hi.
Amy @ Fashionbite xx
Address: 4 Ravenscroft Street, London E2 7QG