Pix Pintxos, Soho, London
If it’s look good, then it’s worth a stab. I first came across pintxos back in the madness of Naked for Satan, and it hasn’t appeared at all since then. Pintxos or pinchos are Spanish for “spike” and refer to little bites on sticks. Pix Pintxos is one of the few options for the concept in London, and it does an excellent job of that. Three little bites packed full of flavours: from salty to sweet to smooth. A great alternative lunch.
Take your pick
Pintxos traditionally forms an appetiser and often accompanied with wine, being bites on bread. Pix Pintxos offer a pick-three option as part of Mealfix, and I ran down the corner to pick my selections. All the options looked fantastic, and I went with the: serrano ham & quail egg, marinated fig & goat’s cheese and the ham & bechamel croquettes. Plenty more on offer if you’re craving variety.
My favourite was the fried and melty croquette, with oodles of flowing cheese. My own qualm is that you do need quite a few bites to be full and at a normal £2.25-3.25 per bite it doesn’t necessarily come cheap. Imagine how much that might add up to after a night out?! Perfect for a boozy work afternoon though. It’s like a sushi train but with a kind of tapas.
Hot or cold?
The selections seem to rotate and pictured above is some that were available. I was early on so there was still plenty of everything. I heard the staff mention there was some buffet/ set option which may overcome my only drawback (read: unlimited eating). There’s hot and cold options available, with long sticks being £3.25 and short sticks being £2.25.
Worth a stab
Close up of the three items I had chosen. There wasn’t any method to how I pix-ed (gettit?) just things I like to eat. Though the serrano ham with the quail egg is the same ham that gets served with the croquette, and the cheese notes from the croquette refer to the goat’s cheese and fig. So maybe some unintended referencing right there.
Also, I would say having since been to Barcelona, Pix Pintxos stands up well compared to the one I had there. Bilbao Berria: bad bread, everything was cold, unlabelled, boring.