On Friday we took advantage of the fantastic weather and decided to take a wander down to the Brighton Food Festival in Jubilee Street. The Festival runs for a few days in April and again in September, and according to their website is the largest event of its kind in the South East. By all accounts this event was something of a record-breaker, with about 60,000 people attending over the two days (although I imagine most on the Friday as the weather was unadulterated in its glory).
Brighton Food Fest (@brightonfood) April 08, 2012
The first thing that struck us was the sheer number of people. Wall-to-wall humans all down the length of Jubilee Street. We’ve attended many festivals and street events in our time living in / around Brighton but this was by far the most popular.
We started at the southern end of Jubilee Street and picked our way through the crowds and stalls of fantastic Sussex merchants. Our first stop was the truly excellent Burning Desire Foods, who produce a range of hot sauces all made in Brighton. These proved to be a real revelation for someone who has previously existed on Tabasco. The depth of flavour in their sauces is amazing, and offers a real full-bodied burn – think of it as something like a heat massage where Tabasco offers a spicy slap in the face.
Having purchased two bottles (one for home and one for a birthday present) we moved on. Walking the stalls I was really pleased to see plenty of local institutions taking part in the festival. Moshi Moshi was there, as was Sams, and our favourite local cheesery La Cave à Fromage. Small Batch were doing a roaring trade – albeit cheating somewhat as their cafe is located slap-bang in the middle of where the Festival was being held!
For lunch we enjoyed a quite marvellous burger from Garlic Wood Farm, and driven on by our meat-high purchased three gigantic packets of sausages from Rushfields Farm Shop (somewhat embarrassed to admit we’ve polished off one entire packet already).
I was pleased to find Indian food represented in the form of a pop-up curry house and stall from Manjira, from whom we purchased some Garlic Pesto.
To our incredible disappointment we spent so long perusing the stalls we missed all the food demonstrations happening in the Corn Exchange, but our sadness was tempered somewhat by the huge haul of delicious food we had to carry home.