Whatchamacallits

If I could give this place 6 stars I would. I even like the fact that they are only open late nights on Thurs-​Sat– makes it seem like more of a treat when I eat their to-​die-​for salt beef bagels, with pickles and spicy mustard. Y U M. My husband has been known to go back for seconds. The old couple that sits in the shoebox of the place are sweet if you aren’t an idiot (which most of their drunk patrons are), and they even gave my mother-​in-​law a taste of the salted beef just for being a mom. If you don’t like this place, or if you are crazy enough to order something besides this Shoreditch speciality, then you don’t deserve to eat there anyway! More for me. :)

Salt beef bagel with gerkins. Do I need to say anymore???

On googling Whatchamacallits I was quite disappointed to discover the only thing that came up about it was a ‘poor’ report from food hygiene. I eat there all the time and nothing has ever happened to me. I mean fair enough, they don’t use plastic gloves, but it’s about the size of a port-​a-​loo, they probably don’t have room for a huge box of latex gloves. If they had to get rid of the microwave or some of the yummy food to make space for plastic gloves I think we would all be the worse off for it.
Personally, I’m not that bothered about food hygiene, especially when I’m drunk, I have even been known to flout the three second rule (only in my kitchen, I don’t actually eat food off the pavement). I would much prefer to eat a cream cheese bagel or a vegetable samosa in the middle of the night than a dirty kebab and I’m going to be quite honest here and admit that as long as I don’t think about it too much I don’t really care if the person who made it scratched their bum before doing so. Who’s with me? Guys?