Six months into my Brighton existence and I’ve come to the realisation that I don’t miss London at all. Except for one thing, more of which later… But the city as a whole? Nope. I would definitely rather be down on the south coast.
And I say that despite daily commute of two hours there and two hours back. Four whole hours on First Capital Connect’s out-dated, dirty and decrepit old rolling stock. But the moment I disembark and hear the seagulls’ cry, a large grey weight lifts.
There’s that one thing though, the thing I miss, and it isn’t what I thought it would be. Not Asian food. Not the innovative new dining spots. Not the increasingly tiring merry-go-round of new openings – all small plates, no-bookings and re-invented fast food.
Nope. The one thing I miss, really miss, about London, and Hackney in particular, is Turkish food. Picking up small knobbly cucumbers and fresh feta from tubs of brine on my way home. Popping out for baked egg and sujuk breakfasts or a spicy kofte kebab beautifully grilled over charcoal and served with onions, pomegranate dressing and flat bread. And the coffee, oh God, I miss the coffee – dark, thick as tar and sweet as sin.
So this is a call out to those in the know in Brighton. Can I find any of this down here on the channel coast? Can I sip my a thimble of tarry joy to sound of seagulls? Because that would bring me pretty close to paradise.
EDIT 15/10/2012: It goes without saying that I miss all my friends, right? Because don’t worry Hurt of E17 and Meemalee, I do!