Tag Archives: Tasting menu

Yauatcha. Soho so-so.

  I had a little urge to reacquaint myself with the minority sport that is dim sum. You may have noticed that I’ve been to Royal China (not the Club), on a number of occasions and each time, I’ve waxed lyrical. Unfortunately, my local Royal China does not serve dim sum in the evening.


We booked at the last minute or, to be more accurate, the previous week. It’s interesting that we could get a table at a 2* Michelin restaurant, on a week’s notice. Try and do that the Hand & Flowers, for example or the Ledbury and they’d laugh at you. I’m wondering whether it’s something to do […]

Dabbous. Round 2

They don’t need a sell-by date Even saying the words “round 2” will irritate some people. It would irritate me. It’s still incredibly hard to get a table here: partly due to the size – I guess around 35 covers – but mostly due to the quality of the cooking, which is unlike anything else in […]

An Artichoke in Amersham? Unexpected

Everything about this worked.  From the moment we walked in, we could see that this was polished and slick.  Unfussy and professional service. Mainly French staff. I thought that we had drawn the short straw with the table – we were parked directly opposite the kitchen, where you could see the chef-proprietor and his various underlings beavering  […]

Sold down the River – The River Restaurant at the Savoy

Whilst I am fully aware that my letter of complaint makes me look like I have nothing better to worry about than what types of cheese are on a plate and whether that is explained to me, the truth is, that when you pay for a premium dining experience, you expect a premium dining experience.  […]

Oh Dear, Danesfield House Part 2

Because we couldn’t get into my first choice, the Hand and Flowers, a hop skip and a jump away from Danesfield House, we decided to try to get into Adam Simmonds’ restaurant.  Even though it has one Michelin star, we could get in without any difficulty on the day of booking.  Given that it probably has less […]

Marcus Wareing at The Berkeley

Decided to make a big day of  it last Monday and be a tourist. This involved shopping for a ridiculous handbag, eating and West End theatre; hell I almost felt like a Yank. The restaurant Marcus Wareing is in the Berkeley Hotel. I’m not entirely sure about the room. The walls are covered in rather louche purple velvet and whilst […]