Much of what inspires me about Brixton was experienced on Saturday afternoon at the Bush Man Kitchen Caribbean Kiosk. This container of barbecue chicken with rice and peas, coleslaw and a mixture of sauces was £3.50, and a can of Ting to wash it down with was 80p. It fed two, poetically.
The term “bush man” is often read and written negatively but we were treated to a Bush Man spoken-word performance by this gentleman, associated with the kitchen, about half way through eating. There was all the reclamation of pejorative rhetoric you’d expect, stocks and all.
Tell ‘em what they’ve won, Bully…
Bush Man Kitchen, Brixton Market, London SW2.
Stars out of five: *****
Nearest tube station: Brixton.
Reservations? No.
Veggie catered for? Yes.
Bill per person? Less than £5 to be full for the rest of the day.
I saw that guy selling veggies from a truck in Uptown!
Ah, but does Mr. Okra have a business permit? This is an investigative story I notice Mssrs. Mackel, Zurik and Perlstein have shied away from!