It takes a pretty amazing place to have me continue to eat throughout a traumatic conversation.
Hehe, bet that got your attention. Nope, I shan't divulge details, but the fact that the situation in Zinc between myself and my fellow diner wasn't exactly fabulous should have made the food taste like mothballs. Well, it didn't. It tasted supreme. And it started out perfectly well enough too, the sun was shining, the tunes were delightful (courtesy of Mr Phil Rogerson of my first Elite Event fame) and the menu looked FIT. Plus the service was ridiculously good, my coat was taken and I was looked, nay, gazed, right in the eye when it came to taking orders.
Firstly, I'd always meant to go to Zinc. When I first moved to Manchester and began to familiarise myself with its culture and history, I realised Tony Wilson (RIP) was a pretty big deal. Imagine my delight and surprise when I trundled past Zinc (so much has changed in The Triangle, Zinc hath always remained) and spotted Mr Wilson himself dining alfresco. Well, I thought, that place must be aces. Yeah, it only took me like 8 years to try it out. Stupid ELH. But heck, it was worth the wait. One glance at the menu and I'd already decided what I wanted. Mezze platter with a little help, and some Thai prawn fishcakes please.
First of all, the bread and olives we started with were all kinds of amazing. So fresh, crisp and doughy was the focaccia and rustic white, warm to the touch and deliciously melty, and the olives were green, vibrantly colourful, firmly textured and with stones intact. So flavourful. Phil had assured us that this was the best homemade houmous he'd ever tried when it came to the platter, and boy he was right. All the other dips were righteous too, the butternut squash fritters were too sexy, the falafel was spicy and dense and the filo-wrapped feta cheese and halloumi skewers with cherry tomato deserved awards, along with crisp flatbread for dipping. And the prawn fishcakes were something else, huge chunks of prawn and perfect round slices of spring onion... With a cake that rocky, how does it stay together? Who knows? It's magic. Yet it doesn't even fall apart. It is robust. Plus even the sauces like the sweet chilli and the barbecue were absolute perfection.
I'll be back to Zinc, and I know that my personal drama experienced won't have corroded such a precious metal. With food this good, that's absolutely impossible. read more