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Nutella Sandwich at Bravi Ragazzi, Streatham

3 Jun

LOCATION: 2a Sunnyhill Road, Streatham, SW16 2UH [map].


BREAD: Flat bread – the same dough used to make their pizza bases as far as I can tell (the pizzas are amazing). A dusting of icing sugar on top.

FILLING: Nutella.

PROS: I rarely write about sweet sandwiches because firstly, they’re not that common and often, they’re rank. As a child I thought Nutella a vile substance, which I understand is contrary to the opinion of pretty much every child in the whole world, ever. What can I say? I’ve always had a savoury tooth, or as a friend once described it, a ‘fat tooth’. Cheers, mate.

So this sandwich got ordered because there were children at the table. Twenty odd years later I decided to give Nutella another chance. Brave, I know…and fuck my hat if it wasn’t delicious. I think actually that Nutella is rather a grown up taste – something to do with the nuts. Or maybe it’s just that now I will actually touch sweet things outside of my childhood repertoire, that being ICE CREAM ALL OF IT, Wham bars, anything that came in ‘quarters’ from the corner shop (‘I’ll have a quarter of cola cubes/millions/cough candy twists please’), Walnut Whips, Turkish delight, Sun Lollies, Curly Wurlys, Clubs, Boosts and and and and oh sod it okay so I just didn’t like Nutella.

The thing is, even though I now know that I like it, I still wouldn’t go out and buy a jar. I want it always in this sandwich. The way the flatbread went slightly gooey where it was in contact with the Nutella inside made me feel funny in a good way. The chocolate nutty once-evil-now-friend spread thick inside, warm and melty. I suddenly understood. I got down with the kids.

CONS: I dunno, this is hard. I liked this sandwich as much as I could probably like any sweet sandwich. I only had two bites because, well, I’ve been told it’s bad form to steal food from children. Whatever. They need to learn to share if you ask me.

SCORE: 8/10