Crazy Homies is crazy, no doubt about it. Whatever you think about the name and/or the decor though, I can’t fault the cuisine. The place is routinely lauded as some of the city’s best Mexican, and for this American food blogger abroad, I’d have to agree. In fact, the only negative part about my experience was realising that I lived about 15 minute walk away from the place for 3 years, and it took me having an American visitor/new UK transplant who was desperately missing black beans, to finally go.
I had told my compatriot the harsh truth – that Mexican food in London is largely hit and miss. A sea of takeaway street food lunch burritos (of which there are some gems), Wahaca, a smattering of unremarkable chain restaurants and the obligatory lone nacho starter that so many dreary pubs and bars tend to have on the menu. Not the best state of affairs.
Luckily for us, Crazy Homies breaks the mould. It’s a fresh, and authentic approach that includes all the staple goods like the oh-so-tender slow cooked Pork Picadillo Taquitos (£6.95) and appropriately goopy Spiced Chicken Nachos (£7.95) we shared as starters.
For mains, I wanted nothing more than the Beef Carnitas Enchiladas (£11.75), which – if I’m honest – was a rip off for the size of it, but was still very tasty – the black beans especially. (Side note: WHY aren’t black beans more popular here? They’re so lovely and versatile!)
The burritos on the table got similar reviews, though I can’t confess to having had a taste. This was the part of the meal where the only sounds you could hear at the table were those of belt buckles expanding.
It was a fantastic evening with fantastic food and fantastic friends. I feel slightly guilty for complaining about the fantastic price tag, considering (it ended up being about £40/head with nibbles, wine and beer), but if you go, you can certainly dine for less.