I seem to spend all my time (and money) at food festivals at the moment. Last Saturday it was BBQ Fest at The Bond in Digbeth, and because I’m a fat beast I couldn’t not go. I mean I could, obviously, but where’s the fun in that?
This venue frequently houses street food vendors of all shapes and sizes for weekend events, with the last one being Independent Birmingham Festival. You can read about all the lovely things we ate here, but this post is all about the meaty event I went to on Saturday.
Taking over the canal-side courtyard were some familiar Brum names like Street Souvlaki, Fat Snags and Baked in Brick, but it was nice to see some lesser known (around these parts anyway) traders such as London-based Carcass, and Northampton’s The Flavour Trailer.
For those baked goods fans out there – I see you – the market was heaving with donuts, sourdough loafs and cakes thanks to the likes of Orientee Bakery.
There was plenty to scoff and sup throughout the afternoon, and if I could put the smells wafting around The Bond into this post I promise you’d be very happy. Below you’ll find a few of the things we tried on the day and some photos I took (before my jeans burst open and I rolled home) from around the venue and indoor market.
Baked in Brick
I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t eaten the spit roasted lamb from these guys before, but this dish with triple cooked potatoes and wild garlic salsa verde is ridiculous. What can possibly make it better? How about a Yorkshire pudding and some goats cheese? Lord have mercy..
Little Urban BBQ
Fair play to my husband, who decided why have one meaty mouthful when you can have two as part of a special festival combo. His rib and bun duo got more of a seeing to than the cast of Love Island.
I appreciated these guys keeping it simple this time – no gimmicks just a bloody good Lashfords banger and some fried onions. I sloshed baconaise all over mine because gout is inevitable at this point anyway.
The smells coming from this lot were enough to turn you into a T-Rex. Focusing on quality steak and lamb, these guys were rammed all day for good reason – juicy, tender meat cooked over fire and smoke. At one point I saw someone blow torch bone marrow which was just as erotic as it sounds.