Year of Eating Differently (61): Red Veg, Dean Street

An unassuming exterior, again concealed by scaffolding, to the point where I walked past it twice before I found it. That must do wonders for their passing trade.
Inside the rather unfinished interior (the decorator must have given up a long time ago, because it's been like this for at least a couple of years) I swiftly ordered my vegetable burger with mushrooms, and then rushed back to the office.

Burger was largely indifferent, not tasting of much at all. Neither did the mushrooms surrounding it, or the mayonnaise. Worst, the chips looks positively anemic - maybe they should get out in the sun more, or increase the iron in their diet. Or possibly I shouldn't attempt to eat things when I've got a cold and my taste is absent.
Anyhow, it wasn't anything much to complain about, but sits rather unpleasantly on my stomach. Next week I think I will attempt to eat healthy things, rather than a monotonous diet of burgers and chips.