Yeeeehawwww, Sunny friends! Grab your hat and saddle up because this Bubbledogs review is about to BLOW your mind and a whole lot more!
As I sat waiting for my lunch date with super foodie and luxury travel blogger Angie of Silverspoon London, I wondered what the afternoon had in store. Bubbledogs has been on my must-see list for a while, mostly because Pippa Middleton burst on its scene last year.
It’s a super tiny hot spot wedged between an infinite amount of restaurants on 70 Charlotte St, London W1T 4QG.
And when I saw tiny, I mean tiny. This is all of it…
Over the sound system I heard Johnny Cash’s “Walk the Line” and “Ring of Fire.” Clearly, with a menu based on hotdogs, they were trying to channel some kind of inner American redneck. This is what’s posted above the bar:
That’s American cuisine at it’s finest for damn sure, kids. Notice the one called “Date Dog”? The first ingredient listed is roasted garlic…. hmmm.
I asked what the most popular items were and learned they’re the Mac Daddy and Sloppy Joe.
“Well, that’s sorted,” I thought. Sunny’s getting the Mac Daddy. BOOM!
Now on to the bubbly. I was surprised that a restaurant based on the concept of champagne and hotdogs offered only 4 by the glass options. The list of whole bottles available, however, is bangin’ big.
I finished my first glass of Vilmart & Cie, Grande Réserve, 1er Cru, Brut for £8.50 just as Angie arrived.
It wasn’t hard. I do love my champers. 😉
We grabbed a table and made our menu selections. For starters we had… Sweet Potato Fries and Tots (That’s Tater Tots for y’all in the States).
If you’re American, I bet you feel like a blast of fizz just shot up your nose. Yep- TATER TOTS, y’all. Reminds you of the good ol’ elementary cafeteria lunch tray, doesn’t it?!
Next, our hot diggity dawgs arrived. Angie made a smooth and trim selection with the Naked Dog, as her wedding is just 6 weeks away.
My macaroni covered, bacon slathered, baseball frank was another story. DAAAAAAMN!
We dug in.
Angie and I had a blast talking about our blogging adventures and trying to figure out just how hotdogs and champagne have been such a homerun in London. This took many, many glasses of “research”.
While I don’t think I’ll be craving a Mac Daddy any time soon, my trip to Bubbledogs was fabulous!
If you like your liquid sunshine with bubbles, be advised that the hotdogs are just a cheap decoy. The bill at Bubbledogs will damn near blow your mind. Also, after carefully reviewing the menu, I can see how all the glorious ingredients on the hotdogs paired with massive amounts of bubbles could give someone’s stomach a real workout. Perhaps “Walk the Line” and “Ring of Fire” are appropriate music selections in more ways than one?
If I can make any suggestions, maybe Bubbledogs can add Ke$ha’s “Blow” to the list?
