They say music is food for the soul. But, it’s not the same for our bodies; it actually needs food…this is where Rhythm have got it all wrong.
After shopping at Westfield, London (Stratford), my boyfriend and I were starved. We both share an incredible passion for most things Jamaican, so you could imagine our delight when we spotted Rhythm – serving up Caribbean food at its best. Apparently.
I already knew what I wanted to order – Jerk Chicken. I didn’t have a single ounce of doubt that this restaurant wouldn’t have Jerk Chicken; most Caribbean restaurants do. I also ordered Jerk Chips, Mango Salsa and Homemade Fruit Punch. My boyfriend ordered the Jerk Chicken Burger with Tropical Pasta Salad, Jerk Chips and Grape Soda.
Whilst waiting for our food, I noticed bottles of Jerk sauce on the counter. I must say, the lady who served me was very knowledgeable of the restaurant and answered most of my questions; one of which was about the sauces. She told me that 3p from each bottle bought goes towards Tickled Pink; a breast cancer charity. I was impressed and had a compulsion to buy it, but I wanted to taste the food first before I did so. Thank God for second thoughts.
The food served was nothing like what I expected. Seeing is believing, as they say, but I took my first bite with an open mind. It was exactly what I thought. Plain gravy. It tasted (and looked) as if someone had taken some chicken, scored grill marks across it and poured flavourless gravy on top. Disappointed doesn’t even come close to it. I couldn’t taste any scotch bonnet (essential for 9/10 jerk recipes)! And don’t even get me started on the sides and drink. As if the Jerk Chicken wasn’t worse enough, my Jerk Chips was nothing but normal chips with chaat masala dusted on top and the Mango Salsa was mushy. The mangoes looked and tasted like they had just come out of a tin that had been sitting on the shelf for most of my life…and it was the Mango Salsa that tasted the best out of the three! The drink. Oh, the drink. When I ordered the drink, I thought it would take me to a hammock on the beaches of Jamaica. No. It took me to Debenhams’ perfume section. It was SO perfumed! I drank a sip, and that was it. My whole mouth was perfumed a horrible fruit salad. My boyfriend was just as disappointed; his Jerk Chicken Burger was just plain scored chicken in a standard burger fashion and his Tropical Pasta Salad was more like Pasta from the Arctic. Too cold to even consume. His drink? It was a can with a huge dent in it.
Overall, I was extremely unhappy with the food – we definitely didn’t feel the rhythm. Barely a beat.
Have you been to Rhythm? What did you think of the food?
Until next time…have an awesomesauce day!