IN
On a Friday evening, things are chaotic at our house, so what we demand from a takeaway at that time is a sense of order. Jemima's Kitchen, which opened late last year, in a cool, converted container in Glen Eden does not yet take phone orders, so you turn up at 6.15pm with two demanding, tiring preschoolers and you look at the 15 people waiting and you pray that the staff don't say, as you near the counter, that the wait is half an hour. When they do, you go home to deal with the disappointment and try again on Saturday, at 5pm, when things are much calmer, both at home and at Jemima's Kitchen, and you hope the whole thing is worth it.
OUT
On Saturday at 5pm, there were only three other customers. The friendly staff remembered me from the day before, and apologised. The converted container that is their premises is rustically, classily fitted out, fronted with hardwood bricks and sided with a short blackboard menu of three burgers, four shakes and five sides, although the burgers change regularly and adventurously. Out the front is an elegant deck with planters full of rosemary and high stools. The place is an oasis in a carpark.
