Sea trout. See trout? July 31

Chez Bruce. Safety first.

There is, I am told an unspoken rivalry between local supporters of Trinity, Clapham and Chez Bruce, Wandsworth and there are very definitely two camps. My companion for the evening, J, is very definitely in the Trinity camp and I sense that he is not entirely comfortable on enemy ground.

Step inside, love July 15

Eleven Madison Park. Fine dining, alive and well.

Have I eaten in a morgue? Google the death of fine dining and you’ll see a plethora of articles telling us it’s all over. The most recent funeral oration is that given by Jay Rayner, in the Guardian, where he refers  to a survey which states that 70% of diners have turned against fine dining, linking to a headline in The […]

image July 03

Amaya. Rich pickings.

I feel like I’m five, says C, waving his arms high in the air and simulating an exaggerated knife and fork movement. The chairs in the raised section of the restaurant are too low or the tables are too high, it doesn’t matter which. Obviously, I point this out and the maître d’ suggests I might […]

image June 25

Duck and Rice. Ever been to a Chinese pub?

I’ve never seen anything like it says C, almost smiling, practically a whole page of beers. This from the man whose favourite card is one bearing the legend “Beer: proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy”. I order the food whilst he loses himself in a world of hops.

image June 13

Portland and yes it is (mostly) Great.

#Firstworldproblems no 1:  being irritated by the OpenTable booking message telling me I can only have the table for a two hour slot. #Firstworldproblems no.2 : being called by the restaurant two days before the booking, to remind me about the two-hour slot, in case I hadn’t seen it on the screen during booking, not […]

image June 10

Ham Yard, Soho.

I have lived in London for more years than I care to remember, but I have never before been to Ham Yard, slap, tickle and bang in the middle of Soho. Not only that, but until there was an hotel there, I didn’t even know it existed. Ham Yard was placed firmly on the Soho […]

image June 03

La Trompette. Top chow in Chiswick

Why are we sitting in this traffic, says C, not understanding why we can’t eat somewhere in town. It’ll only be about half an hour in the car, I say. Trust me. And anyway, I say, I just need to get out of central London and I want to go somewhere grown up. As we […]

image May 28

Antidote. Winning in the West End

I was planning to go to Duck and Rice, the new Alan Yau in Berwick Street but the kitchens were shut due to an electricity fault. As I walked into the duck house, no-one was at the door, a few people were milling round the bar on the left and there was an air of general confusion all round.

image May 20

The Wild Rabbit. Not wild and no rabbit.

“Can I have some of the vegetable curry”, said the man next to me at the Farmers’ Market. The voice sounded familiar. “Oh and some of the rice too, please”. I looked sideways. It was David Cameron. I suppose I was asking for it, hovering round the Farmers’ Market on a Saturday morning in Chipping Norton. […]

image May 09

Rex & Mariano, Soho. My boat has come in.

“What do you mean we have to order using an iPad?”, says J, making her mind up in seconds and not in a good way. And the table is only for two hours because we are a party of fewer than five. We get a little “hmmph”  before she realises that the iPad thing brings […]

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 2,459 other followers