Once in, the darker than usual ambience is almost expected, with heavy drapes, velvet chairs and a lot of dark wood, although the glass balls overhead throw us off. And then the choice of music makes it almost a lounge or club (whatever it is the hip and trendy call their watering holes these days).
Seating in the big velvet chairs is comfortable. The professionalism of the wait staff almost a surprise and the menu written to raise anticipation. We were advised to order for sharing as the offerings will come a little smaller than usual. So between the 2 of us, we got 3 starters, 3 mains and 2 desserts.
The menu was pretty innovative as far as things went. With innovation sometimes however, the win is having experimented rather than the result in itself. Most things fit within the range of "that wasn't too bad" to "mmmm.... enough said".
|15 Hour Pork Belly|
|Japanese Momo Peach|
The poached peach en gelee was clever and enhanced the original fruit in almost its original form, and was so good that arguably did not need the peach and vanilla bavarois although I did enjoy the Jasmine silver needle ice cream.
|White Chocolate and Cherry Tart|
Overall, a good testimonial to the chefs' pedigree from the Fat Duck, and certainly worth a visit to partake in their experiment of different flavors and textures from their diverse backgrounds.
23A Coleman Street