Friday, 16 July 2010

The Junction Highbury review - sorry excuse of a pizza, good place to hang out though

Address: 2a Corsica Street,
London N5 1JJ
Tel: 020 7226 1026
Nearest Tube station: Highbury & Islington

Ratings (out of 5 *)
Price: below £10 pp
Service charge: N.A.
Taste: *
Service: **
Ambience: ***
With the arrival of the Little One, it's a bit difficult to head out for a meal these days. Then again, opportunities do present themselves every now and then. We were heading to a nearby clinic in the Highbury area for the Little One's vaccination when my stomach growled. For the past weeks, our time has been dedicated to feeding the Little One, cajoling her to sleep and not to mention the endless diapers changing. So you could imagine how glad I was to be out on the streets when everyone else are slogging in the office.

"Shall we get a bite?" I ventured when the second growl came (a bit louder this time round). Wife pursed her lips. "Let's!" I quipped. I looked around. Well, there were some choices, Kentucky Fried Chicken, a dodgy Lebanese fried chicken place (with a boring looking chap stooping behind the counter) and a pub.


"Look," I pointed to the far end of the road. "The Junction", it read. "12" pizza and a drink for just £6.25". That got me. I pushed the buggy through the outdoor sitting area and down a ramp (I really appreciate ramps nowadays for obvious reasons), pushed through the doors and plonked myself down on a seat.

A multitude of 40" LCDs (maybe bigger) were distributed strategically around the entire dining area. Cricket was the game of the day. I would have been more interested if I could figure out the game but at that moment, I was more interested in figuring out which pizza to down with my coke.

Other than a couple of tables, The Junction has some booths (leather sofas no less) and some standing tables. The place was obviously meant for a much larger crowd and I wouldn't be surprised if it gets a bit crowded towards the evening. I mean, it sure looks like a place that I would want to hang out in. Anyway, I settled on a Romana and potato wedges.


Thank gawd that I went for the potato wedges. The first restaurant (well, close to) meal I had for a long time would be a downright disaster otherwise. Let's talk about the wedges first, shall we? It was surprisingly good, even though the 'spice' powder liberally sprinkled on that could be mistaken for the condiments that accompany your Maggi noodles. Thoroughly deep fried but not overdone. It would serve well as a finger food with a pint in hand.


The Romana pizza was a totally different matter. Prior to The Junction, I thought that nothing would taste worse than the frozen pizza sold at Tesco. I was wrong. The Romana served was a plain limp circular piece of bread with a sorry concoction of tomato base, cheese, onion and some slices of ham. Oh, there were two dollops of melted Mascarpone cheese on it as well. I admit that I finished the pizza and only because I realised the next meal wouldn't be until late into the night.

I made a mistake of heading to the loo after meal. The gents, which was on the first floor, had this long metallic urinal with a nest of flies, which was to be agitated at the slightest disturbance. Don't ask me how I found that out.

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