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Edwardian Grafton Hotel - London
It’s the location of The Grafton that is part of its
appeal. Many hotels boast “good transport links” but The Grafton could
hardly have a better position. Some guests at the hotel might be
fortunate enough to have a suite with a view over an iconic London
Underground station. Warren Street tube is right next door and there is
a veritable fleet of red buses on the doorstep to enable the tourist to
travel like a local.
The Grafton is close to the theatres of the West End, as well as
museums, the vibrant Camden Market and thousands of shops for clothes,
shoes and every other element of sartorial elegance. This neighbourhood
of London offers a base from which to explore near and far.
The Grafton has the ambiance of a small boutique hotel even though it
has 330 rooms and suites. It’s been sympathetically refurbished to
retain many of the original features of the oldest part of the hotel,
that dates back to the start of the 20th century. It won’t take the
visitor long to notice the ornate ceiling mouldings, the occasional
pillar and a striking staircase in the lobby. There are still the dark
wood and leaded glass hall doors on the upper floors, as well as some
stained glass.
The owners have not been content to just freshen the paint. They have
made a striking design statement with lavish use of tasteful Asian art
in all its guises. One is welcomed by a couple of black woolly llamas
with magnificent golden heads. The dining room has a wall swimming with
gold and silver fish, and every hallway has frames filled with
jewellery and carvings. There is a lot of Asian objets d’art but its
display is subtle.
The Grafton is a 4-star hotel that is full of amenity. It
appeals to business travellers – each room has a practical array of
sockets and even provision of 110 volts for US appliances. There is a
well-equipped business centre with computers and printers for those
travelling light. There are 14 meeting rooms for groups of varying
sizes and demands, and this is an ideal hotel for conferences and
events, able to accommodate up to 110 people.
The Aston Bar and Restaurant was our wintery evening refuge and it’s
impressive with the largest pewter (or is it zinc?) bar in London. The
counter is original and tactile and reminds you why people turn to
drink. It’s an event just to pull up a high stool and lean on that
silver-grey metal and sip a signature Martini. Be transported back to
the buzzing 1930s when this spot was the HQ for the Aston Martin Club.
This is smart casual dining, in surroundings that
encourage lingering. Mirrors, columns, vibrant upholstery, textured
walls; high ceilings combine to create a light and airy dining room
that reflects both contemporary and original opulence.
The restaurant offers a seasonal British-inspired menu. There are
twists on old favourites but lots of unadulterated traditional fare
that will appeal to local and tourist alike.
Kidderton Ash goat’s cheese panna cotta, with apple and walnut salad
and beetroot dressing was my guest’s choice of starter. A delightful
presentation of creamy mild and slightly tangy cheese complemented by
that beetroot dressing which gave both colour and sweetness. It seems
to be the ingredient of the moment and finds its way into both savoury
and sweet preparations in some of the best restaurants just now.
Roast butternut squash, Jerusalem artichoke and red pepper salad, with
chestnuts, toasted pumpkin seeds and a honey dressing was my light
starter. The squash and artichoke were both tender and flavoursome and
it’s good to see Jerusalem artichokes showcasing in something other
than soup. Well-balanced dressing and crunch from nuts make this a
must-try.
My guest is a man who is developing a taste for offal.
It’s becoming more popular in restaurants as prices of regular meat
cuts increase, and we are driven to at least sample some of those
almost-forgotten frugal dishes of yesteryear. Grilled calves liver with
thyme and onion purée, mashed potatoes, and grilled back bacon
was my guest’s choice and it honestly was delicious. I am not often
drawn to liver but calves liver doesn’t have any of the oft off-putting
pungency of other livers from older and more mature animals. This was a
hearty old-fashioned dish and a must-try for those who want to taste
liver for the first time. If you eat meat then surely you will agree
that we should be eating and enjoying every cut from nose to tail.
I don’t usually choose steak but this was a special Rib-eye steak (aged
for 28 days) from Northern Ireland, served with grilled vine tomatoes,
chips and peppercorn sauce. A simple piece of meat with unfussy garnish
is comfort food and a treat. That hanging does develop flavour and the
meat was meltingly tender. The chips were chunky and just the sort to
eat sans cutlery.
Baked thin apple tart and toffee sauce was the flaky, light and
deliciously decadent dessert. One must always be drawn to a pud that
requires 20 minutes’ notice. Every individual tart is cooked to order
and these are moreish. It’s that classic combination of hot fruit and
cold ice cream that adds to the pleasure; and remember that The Grafton
does have a Gym!
Radisson Edwardian Grafton Hotel is full of character and plenty of
facilities. The location makes this popular lodgings for family fun as
well as business. The newly refurbished rooms are comfortable with a
very individual charm that one would not expect from a chain hotel.
There are plenty of restaurants in the area but The Aston can face that
competition with confidence.
Radisson Edwardian Grafton Hotel
130 Tottenham Court Road, London W1T 5AY
Phone: +44 (0) 20 7388 4131
Fax: +44 (0) 20 7387 7394
resgraf@radisson.com
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The
Yeatman Hotel and the first couple of Port
The Yeatman doesn’t sound, to the ill-informed, a
particularly Portuguese name for a hotel. One would more readily expect
a name like “Henry the Navigator Inn” or “The Porto Paradise”. Do some
homework and you’ll find that The Yeatman is steeped in Portuguese
history that has drifted through half-a-dozen or so generations of
transplanted British. That’s a marvel when many folks these days
consider themselves aristocrats if they can trace their family all the
way back to their father. Portugal is a country that has long had these
strong British connections.
Natasha and her husband Adrian have been described as the ‘first couple
of Port’. That might sound an extravagant monica but it truly sums up
the regard in which these two are held. She is the eldest daughter of
Taylor, Fladgate & Yeatman’s chairman, Alistair Robertson, who
inherited the business in 1966 following the death of Dick Yeatman, his
uncle. Natasha is the seventh generation of the Taylor Fladgate and
Yeatman dynasty and is the head blender for the Taylor Fladgate
Partnership. Founded in 1692, Taylor, Fladgate and Yeatman is one of
the oldest port wine houses, and one of the largest. It owns the brands
of Fonseca, Taylor, and Croft.
Adrian met his wife in 1982 and joined the family firm in 1994. This
was
his
third
career,
being
first
an
officer
in The 1st Queen’s Dragoon
Guards. He later worked in the banking industry and in 1994 he and
Natasha moved to Portugal full-time, where he assumed responsibility
for Taylor’s Port and Fonseca Port in the UK and USA arenas. In 2000,
he formally took on the role of Managing Director of the Taylor Fonseca
Port Group. Adrian is a keen sportsman and has represented Great
Britain at bobsledding – one can picture him scudding down the Douro
Valley through the vines.
In 2010, The Yeatman Hotel was finally launched. It’s an outstanding
luxury wine hotel and has been Adrian’s project for over 5 years. It
has evidently involved the whole family, as Natasha’s mum had much to
do with the interior decoration and she has done a magnificent job.
One might expect this couple to be stiff and unapproachable. They are
well used to the company of kings, politicians, notables from the world
over. Adrian and Natasha both come from good “stock” but they are
natural, friendly and put their guests at ease. They are passionately
dedicated to showcasing quality hospitality in all its guises, and
their staff have the same enthusiasm. Everyone is unobtrusively
attentive and knowledgeable about the hotel, food and wine – this is,
after all, a wine hotel.
The Yeatman is full of surprises. One approaches a hotel that gives the
impression of a contemporary European bungalow. Step inside and the
perception changes. A huge reception area with imposing staircase,
pillars and statue of Bacchus greet the travel-weary. This striking lad
must be an image of the god as a youngster: most other representations
present him as a well-padded chap with hints of Santa. This
“David”-like figure matches the elegance of his new home.
The lifts pay homage to the Douro with images covering all sides with a
360-degree panorama. Another elevator takes younger visitors to the
bespoke Kid's Club. That one gives one the impression of being lifted
in a hot-air balloon. There is great humour in this hotel
that could have been so dry, worthy, academic and remote, the preserve
of the “old school”. The Yeatman will be appreciated by all those with
a taste for the finer things of life but it has wide appeal. Older
folks will enjoy the traditional luxury, couples can indulge in some
pampering, and families can take advantage of the unbeatable location.
It’s truly a hotel for all seasons.
The Yeatman is built on the sloping hillside opposite Porto city, in
Vila Nova de Gaia (easy access across the bridge). It’s constructed
with terraces replicating the distinctive vineyards of the Douro Valley
an hour’s drive away. The Yeatman flatters and harmonizes with the
landscape. This cascading design allows every room to take advantage of
the terracotta-roofed cityscape across the river. The sun sets and the
view changes to give a romantic ambiance to the private balconies.
The public spaces act as a gallery for paintings and artwork
reflecting
the
history
of
the
region
and
the
country in general, all
impeccably displayed. There is
a
collection
of
roosters
(the
iconic
symbol
of
Portugal) painted and
embellished by students. Maps, watercolours, sculpture, and photography
– it’s all found a home at the Yeatman.
There is so much here that gives a nod to wine, its production and
consumption. The suites are named after wines, the walls are hung with
wine-related pictures, and every room is sponsored by a producer. The
67 wine companies each take a turn hosting a Thursday evening
wine-tasting dinner, which is very reasonably priced and popular with
locals and visitors alike.
The 82 rooms are predictably well-appointed. Each one is different with
individually-chosen soft furnishings, and books carefully selected for
the edification and entertainment of guests. There will likely be a
copy of Charles Metcalf’s Wines of Portugal and also a slim volume
entitled 1066 and All That. At first glance that might seem a rather
random literary inclusion but take a look at the cover: one of the
authors is a Yeatman, and a relative of Natasha. This book continues
the tone of the hotel in general – a mix of contemporary and classic
features, of whimsy and substance.
Adrian had sustainability at the forefront of this new build. Solar
panels are used for heating water, and photovoltaic cells generate
electricity to reduce consumption of the regular mains power.
Low-energy lighting is installed throughout the building
and
rainwater
is
collected
and
stored
for
flushing
loos and sprinkling the
garden.
A
reverse-osmosis
system
converts
tap
water
into
purified
drinking water, so the hotel is self-sufficient without the need to buy
bottled ‘eau-not-so-naturelle’ with all its baggage of transport miles,
processing and packaging.
This is the Yeatman so their full wine list is as thick as a bible and
features around 800 Portuguese wines and 80 international wines. Their
cellar is open for inspection for a couple of hours each day with a
display of 25,000 or so bottles, many of which are unique and will be
sought by the enthusiast. The racks are arranged geographically with
some New World vintages in the corner at the back for those with no
soul who would actually want a cheeky little Californian rosé
when visiting this land of such memorable local wines.
Along with fine wine goes fine dining. Chef Ricardo Costa is one of the
leaders of a new generation of culinary innovators in Portugal,
recently winning a Michelin star for The Yeatman. He attended the
School of Hospitality and Tourism of
Coimbra where he honed his technical skills and fed his passion for the
artistry of food. He has graced the kitchens of several hotels and
restaurants in mainland Portugal, Madeira, Spain and England before
settling at the Yeatman.
It’s obvious that any chef would want to be at the helm of a kitchen in
his home land, but I have the sense that Ricardo must be particularly
pleased that his gastronomic ship is newly launched and has the most
sophisticated, not to mention spacious, kitchen of any hotel. The
owners have devoted an extraordinary amount of space to cooking. There
are walk-in fridges aplenty and a specialist station for almost every
course or function. There is even a space devoted to room service, and
a separate kitchen just for breakfast.
Ricardo offers dishes that are unmistakably special but he clings to
the essence of Portuguese cuisine, tempting with flavours of
traditional ingredients prepared and presented with delicious flair.
His food entices and intrigues before calming and
charming the diner. This is skilled cooking that, although cheffy,
never forgets its origins.
This
is
serious
food
that
contrives
to
amuse
but the bottom line is,
most importantly, it tastes great.
We dined on shrimps and mackerel as starters. The Yeatman’s proximity
to the Atlantic is evident in a menu with so many fresh seafood dishes.
Lots here for the committed carnivore, though. The veal was blushing
and tender in its pastry crust and the lamb chops should be a signature
dish. The desserts were beautiful, and the vanilla ice cream, figs and
diced sweet beetroot was a triumph. Do try the local cheese platter,
and you might consider a glass of port to go along with that – I’m sure
they’ll find one somewhere. The menu changes to offer guests the
seasonal best from the market but be assured that Chef Ricardo will
transform those ingredients into dishes with that unmistakable Michelin
magic.
Smoking is not allowed in the public areas of The Yeatman
but there is a haven for those wanting a fragrant after-dinner cigar
and that’s The Study. OK, so it’s a change from the Victorian tradition
of ladies retiring and leaving the gentlemen at table passing the port
and puffing, but both ladies and gents will delight in spending a
little time in this book-bedecked idyll.
The Caudalie Vinotherapie Spa is just what you would expect of the Yeatman, offering a wide
selection of wellbeing and relaxation facilities including a Roman
bath, tepidarium, hammam, shower experience and sauna. Space to sit and
unwind, a dip in the pool and a treatment can all be yours. Keeping
with the theme there is even a staircase fashioned from a wine barrel,
and the walls have ancient and gnarled vines as objets-d’art. Treat
your body and mind with such programmes as a Barrel Bath immersion, or
a Merlot Wrap. They take advantage of natural ingredients from the
vineyard with their antioxidant properties, and many of the treatments
can be enjoyed by couples. The lounging area will have you nodding off
over that latest paperback or enjoying that celebrated panoramic view
across the river to the city. A break at this hotel and spa will offer
a romantic retreat and with such affordable luxury you could become
regulars.
Adrian says he wants The Yeatman to be the foremost destination for
Portuguese wine, and an ambassador for Porto and Portugal in general. I
would say he has already succeeded and it’s still early days. It’s a
platform of viticultural and culinary excellence with some really comfy
beds.
Spa Treatments available:
Luxury Moment for Two
Champagne Afternoon Tea
Divine Duo Massage
Gift
Tea
Perfect Moment for Two
Divine Duo
Cranial Massage
Gift
Tea
5 Senses Moments for Two
Grape Bath
Crushed Cabernet Scrub
Gift
Tea
The property is a member of Relais & Chateaux.
The Yeatman Hotel
Rua do Choufelo
4400-088 Vila Nova de Gaia, Portugal
Phone: +351 22 013 3100 Fax: +351 22 013 3199
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Hilton London
Heathrow Airport Terminal 5
The new and striking Terminal 5 at Heathrow has some of
the best shops around as well some as some good restaurants. They range
from the casual and humble sandwich bars to the refined dining venues
such as Gordon Ramsay's restaurant which offers a classic dining
experience as well as take-away meals for in-flight enjoyment. Yes,
plenty of delicious food at the Terminal.
But what of those who are staying? Holidaymakers on the way out or on
the way into the UK, and businessmen who need a well-equipped base with
good transport connections to central London. Hilton Heathrow Airport
Terminal 5 could well fit the bill for both workers and wanderers
alike; the Hilton also offers easy access to the M4 and M25.
This particular Hilton isn’t at the terminal but it’s associated with
it and just a short distance away. Shuttle buses provide transport
every half hour or so for travellers. It’s a quiet location with plenty
of parking. We only noticed one flight over the hotel: not sure if that
has to do with the benefits of double glazing or advantageous flight
paths but we had an undisturbed rest. That is always welcome when one
is travelling, and a necessity if one is expected to conduct business.
This Hilton offers 929 sq m of flexible conference space, specifically
designed to cater for global conferences, business meetings and events
for up to 1170 guests. The Fitness Centre by Precor® will appeal to
many who have “enjoyed” a transatlantic flight, or you might simply
relax and unwind in the luxury spa with sauna and steam room.
There is a business centre with the latest in audiovisual equipment,
and also an Executive Lounge which offers light snacks and drinks from
early morning till late night. Less formal that the two restaurants,
it’s ideal for colleagues to catch up on the day’s projects or have
breakfast while leafing through the newspapers.
It’s a new hotel and striking. The huge, imposing and galleried
reception area reminds one more of The Guggenheim in
New York with curved whiteness and sweeping stairs. A coffee bar
provides a casual seating area for meeting and greeting but you will
likely be more interested in the quiet comfort of your private quarters.
All suites and guest rooms are fitted and fixed with roomy beds, cool
linen, covetable bath products, flat-screen TVs and all the luxury one
would expect. Attractive muted colours and artwork reminding one that
this is Greater London help to create a relaxing bolt-hole for the
weary. Not really surprising, this is the Hilton.
Enjoy a pre-dinner cocktail in one of the two stylish bars before
having dinner at either of the restaurants at the Hilton. Mr Todiwala’s
Kitchen is the finest of Indian fine dining and is the eponymous
restaurant of Cyrus Todiwala, one of the UK's most celebrated chefs.
This evening we chose The Gallery restaurant which is situated on the
mezzanine floor and is truly a gallery over that aforementioned lofty
reception.
The Gallery is a counterpoint to the exotic style of Mr Todiwala's.
It’s a vision of teak-coloured wood and some rather delightful sofas
strewn with cushions that will have you lingering over the
British-inspired menu – plenty to entice even the most conservative of
eaters. The guests are from every corner of the world but are mostly
from the US, and those visitors enjoy the superbly cooked meats and
fish that reflect the best that’s available in the UK.
We ordered a cold meat platter and a pork rillette platter. They were
both generous boards of food to graze on whilst
sipping a glass of chilled crisp white. The potted pork was chunkier
than I would have expected from a rillette and that made the starter
more substantial and more flavoursome. Rillette is more often a meat
paste and seldom bears any resemblance to the original joint in either
taste or texture. Executive Chef Paul Danabie presented a pork dish
that had real porcine punch. The board of cold cuts showcased some
British fare that was the equal of the meats from the Continent. A
garnish of traditional yellow piccalilli and some grilled bread
completed this spread.
My guest loves duck in all its guises so he chose from the Spit Roast
section on the menu and ordered Gressingham duck, which was cooked to
succulent pink but without being bloody. Yes, I have heard that some
folks like their duck oozing red but I am not keen. This duck was
deliciously done, and was accompanied by fondant
potatoes with a crusty outside and a fluffy interior.
There are some Trolley Specials on the menu and these add
theatre to your evening. They are dishes that will be tossed and
tweaked in front of you before serving. I was looking for something
warming and comforting, and lingered over the list of Casserole dishes.
Lots here for those with hollow legs: Braised Lamb Shanks or Flank of
Beef in Dorset Ale would fill those gaps, but I wanted light and
healthy fare and I was drawn to the Casserole of Daily British Fish and
Shellfish.
This should surely be a signature dish. Its classy presentation in an
individual copper pot leads the diner to expect something rather good
...and this was. Chunks of delicately grilled salmon floated along with
cod and mussels and prawns in a light broth. A side dish of steamed
broccoli and new potatoes made this a sustaining yet guilt-free option.
Desserts here are traditional and sensible. If you only have a little
room then go for the Cambridge Burnt Cream which is the English
equivalent of the French crème brulée. Paul presents the
cream in a wide shallow dish which allows for a greater ratio of
crunchy caramel topping to smooth, sweet and silky cream. This is
served with tangy lemon shortbread.
You will likely want some wine with or after your meal and there is a
solid bistrot-style list of wines and spirits on offer. Lots by the
glass but there is also a trolley which offers tasters from a selection
of vintages so you can sample before settling on your favourite. I
notice that they also have dessert wine by the glass, which is always
an attractive proposition when one needs something sweet but dessert
would be too much volume.
The new Hilton Terminal 5 is fresh, bright and well designed. It’s also
cosy and tasty and that’s enough to assure the return of those looking
for both comfort and amenity. There are lots of airport hotels but this
Hilton is up there with the best.
Gallery restaurant
Seats: 190
Dress Code: smart casual
Children are welcome in The Gallery when accompanied by an adult.
Open:
Everyday: 6:30-22:30
Business Centre
Hours of Operation
Monday 9:00-17:00
Tuesday 9:00-17:00
Wednesday 9:00-17:00
Thursday 9:00-17:00
Friday 9:00-17:00
High-speed wired and wireless internet access
Audio/visual equipment rental
Business phone service
Faxing, copying and scanning services
Video conferencing available
15 Meeting Rooms
Seating upto 1056
Largest room 8867 m2
350 Guest Rooms
3 Suites
London Hotel review:
Hilton London Heathrow Airport Terminal 5
Poyle Road,
Colnbrook SL3 0FF, United Kingdom
Phone +44 (0)1753 686860
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Ichi Sushi & Sashimi
Bar - Park Plaza Westminster Bridge
There are lots of sushi bars in London but you will find
surprisingly few reviewed here. Well, to be honest I have visited quite
a few but the majority have been disappointing. Poor quality
ingredients or, even worse, good quality ingredients ruined. Meagre
portions carelessly presented have been the rule rather than the
exception.
I have been rather dragging my feet regarding Ichi Sushi and Sashimi
Bar. I hate having to give the PR company, and indeed the chef, bad
news. But, thank goodness, my worries were for once unfounded. Nothing
disappoints at Ichi (pronounced eechi).
The location is remarkable and the view is a stunner. Take the
Underground to Westminster and walk across the bridge. You will have
the London Eye and County Hall in front, as well as your destination,
The Park Plaza Westminster Bridge Hotel. Ichi Sushi and Sashimi Bar is
on the 1st floor next to a vibrant and popular cocktail bar.
This is a small restaurant with seating at the sushi bar for those who
want a glimpse of Head Chef Okamoto Sadayuki working his slicing magic.
Tables accommodate those who want a less lofty perch, and a lucky few
might be able to grab the best table in the restaurant. This small
vantage point offers views on what would have been behind you on your
walk across Westminster Bridge. The tower of Big Ben (yes, dear
tourist, it’s the bell that’s called Big Ben) and the Houses of
Parliament. Their gothic facades are, in my opinion, at their best at
night when they are bathed in golden light.
All sushi bars have Sake but Ichi makes an effort. They offer a
changing menu of sakes that can be enjoyed at room temperature or
warmed. There are usually a couple of grain spirits as well, that are
interesting but best served with a mixer for a unique Japanese cocktail.
They have sakes here for those who love that particular and
characteristic flavour, but I would suggest trying Shockikubai Migori
for those who want a gentle introduction to this iconic beverage. It’s
soft with a suspicion of fruit. The percentage shown next to the name
of the sake on the menu isn’t an indication of its alcoholic content.
Sake rice is polished before it is used in brewing; the percentage
figure tells the buyer how much remains of the rice after the polishing
process.
Scallops Jalapeño was our starter. Sliced scallops with Momiji
(paprika) on top, with a delicate flavour of char from the grill –
perfectly cooked, rather than being rubbery which is more often the
result in less fastidious restaurants. These were garnished with mizuna
(Japanese brassica, popular for stir-fries or garnish; it is also
called Kyona or potherb mustard) served with lots of hot and spicy
Jalapeño sauce. A beautiful presentation and a dish that makes
the best of this shellfish.
Chef Okamoto offers all the usual suspects – California rolls, sushi
rolls, hand rolls and miso soup – but I would set him apart for most
other Japanese chefs: his attention to detail is admirable. Wasabi is
traditional and ubiquitous in every Japanese restaurant. It can be
purchased in powder form or in a paste made from the aforementioned
powder; but this chef uses fresh wasabi. There are very few restaurants
in London that go to the trouble of using the fresh root and it is
rather different and well worth trying.
If you are unfamiliar with sushi and the like then order from the
platter sections. We chose The Sushi Nigiri Platter and the Sashimi
Platter and these both were showcases for the chef’s evident skill. The
secret is simple – good knife skills partnered with an eye for
aesthetics.
Desserts here are light and predictably attractive. My guest ordered
the almond mousse. This had a topping of red beans that added texture
and a hint of the East. A sweet and delicious end to a delightful meal.
Ichi Sushi & Sashimi Bar is one of the few Japanese restaurants in
London to which I would be happy to return. Simple ingredients elevated
to give the diner a memorable culinary experience ...and don’t forget
the view.
Ichi Sushi & Sashimi Bar
Park Plaza Westminster Bridge
London
SE1 7UT
Opening Times
Lunch
Monday-Sunday 12:00-3:00pm
Dinner
Sunday-Thursday 5:30-10:30pm
Mr Todiwala’s
Kitchen – Terminal 5 Hilton
There are many Mr Todiwalas strewn around the world but
there is also “THE” Mr. Todiwala. It’s a familiar
name to those who
know anything about Indian food in the UK. His iconic
restaurant Café Spice Namaste at Tower Hill, and his numerous TV
appearances, have assured his high profile; but it’s not his celebrity
that has garnered such a faithful following.
Cyrus Todiwala is a chef, and the showbizzy bit isn’t much in evidence
in his restaurants. Yes, ‘restaurants’ plural, as now there is the
eponymous Mr. Todiwala’s Kitchen at the new Heathrow Terminal 5 Hilton
Hotel. He is just the same as ever, visible in the restaurant rather
than remaining aloof as the majority of celeb
chefs tend to be. He takes notice and cares about his guests.
We arrived on a cold and wet evening to find both Mr and Mrs Todiwala
on duty. The “missus” is Pervin and she is one of the unsung heroes of
both restaurant teams. She has a phenomenal memory for the previous
meals ordered by guests. She is herself a trained chef and has the same
passion for food and fresh produce as does her husband. She is a
consummate professional but with a warm personality and a sense of
humour which has endeared her to diners.
C and P Todiwala were staying later than they had planned, as one of
their regulars (to have ‘regulars’ already in a little over a month
speaks volumes) had asked for something a little different, something
not on the menu. No problem at Mr. Todiwala's Kitchen. The guest is
just as important as the food. I
don’t want to give the impression that the table staff hover too
closely or watch your every move from a distance. The
service is appropriately attentive, with a good number of waiting staff
who are indistinguishable from the chefs. OK, the chef jackets and
taupe aprons are spotless but one has the impression that each dish has
been made and delivered fresh from the open kitchen just for you
...which indeed it has.
So that’s introduced my readers to the stars, but what of the new
stage? When I dream of exotic spots I have a vision of a bungalow (an
Indian word), sun-bleached shutters, lime-washed floors, rustic
furniture, sumptuous soft furnishings and an elephant called Roy. In
truth, I have just added the animally element after visiting Mr.
Todiwala’s Kitchen, but all the rest of it is indeed also there.
The huge wooden elephant is just about the only overtly
Indian adornment in this stunning restaurant. It’s light and
stylish
with
a
hint
of
colonial
charm. You know it’s an Indian dining
room so the style can just be a testament to good design taste, as the
kitchen is to all things culinary.
Mr. Todiwala’s Kitchen offers an extensive menu but if you are new to
Indian food, as many at this airport restaurant might
well be, then consider Mr. Todiwala’s Kitchen Menu which will give you
an overview. This menu is bound to be popular with rugby players – or
American Football players – as the main dishes can be continually
replenished. There is also a Gourmand Tasting Menu for those who want a
food-and-wine pairing experience.
Cyrus is Parsee and he has incorporated some of his family dishes into
his menu. In fact there is much that will be new to even the most
ardent of “curry” enthusiasts. Papaeta Purr Eedu is a recipe from
Cyrus’ mum who was a great influence on his culinary repertoire. This
dish incorporates both potatoes and eggs, two ingredients
that
no
Parsee
would
want
to
live without. This is real comfort food,
with ginger and cumin as the main flavourings. The vegetables are topped
Mankyo Chem Peri Peri or “dynamite” squid is vibrant with heat. Baby
squid rings are marinated in a fiery Goan peri-peri masala then dipped
in wheat, rice and white lentil flour. The squid is fried and garnished
with more red Goan-style spices. This is one of the hottest dishes on
the menu but there is also flavour that shines through the heat.
Dhaansaak was bound to be my guest’s choice of main course. He enjoys
all Indian food but he does find the Dhaansaak at either venue to be
unmissable. This is a classic Parsee lamb dish, prepared in the
traditional way. Dhaansaak is composed of two words: ‘dhaan’ meaning
rice and ‘saak’ meaning puréed vegetables and lentils with lamb.
The rice served with the meat is different from your regular steamed or
boiled rice. It’s a brown onion rice, which has
a flavour of its own. The lamb was meltingly tender but there were some
small and delicate meatballs in addition. These were peppery and
moreish and alone would have been a delight with just the sauce and
that celebrated onion rice.
Keeping with the theme I also chose another Parsee favourite, a recipe
from Cyrus’ great-grandma. Murghi Na Kofta Ni Curry Nay Chaawal is a
rich and aromatic dish with lots of ground nuts to make a silky sauce
to coat moist chicken dumplings. Simply served with steamed rice, this
sauce would have been just as good with some Indian bread. A winner.
Mr Todiwala’s Kitchen offers some tempting desserts and a little
different from those you will find in most Indian restaurants. The
ice-creams are unique and there are a couple that I will sample on my
next visit. Black Pepper Ice Cream sounds intriguing as does the Stem
Ginger Ice Cream, but we chose the Parsee Caramelised Apricot version,
which was delicately perfumed by the slowly cooked Hunza apricots so favoured
by
Indian
chefs.
The
Zafrani
Crème
Brulée was memorable.
A golden-coloured cream with flavour
from,
well,
saffron
but
also
cardamom,
to which I am addicted. The
caramelised topping was perfect and was evenly speckled with dark burnt
sugar. A simple and sophisticated dessert.
Mr. Todiwala‘s Kitchen boasts an Indian Tea Library. This is actually a
changing list of exceptional boutique teas that will delight the
connoisseur and educate the rest of us. We tried Makaibari Estate First
Flush Grand Reserve 2011 from Darjeeling. Makaibari is located at
Kurseong, and was the world's first tea factory, established in 1859.
Rajah Banerjee, the fourth generation, is now the owner.
We were expecting a special cuppa, but there was also theatre and a
thoroughly engaging masterclass. A tray arrived laid with white linen
and brandy glasses. I was starting to think this might be a misplaced
order for those chunky American businessmen a couple of tables down. No
error, these were just some of the props for the unique brewing process.
The glasses were warmed over steam while hot water was poured over the
chosen leaves contained in a handmade ceramic pot. The slowly trickling
sand in an egg-timer showed the passing of a couple of minutes. Once
the infusion was complete the heated glass was filled with the light
amber tea. Yes, it truly was a step up from your habitual dusty teabag.
I preferred the first pouring as I felt it had more taste notes and
less tannin. If you are into strong builder’s tea then you might like
the darker and gutsier second brew. Tea at Mr. Todiwala’s is an event.
Mr Todiwala’s Kitchen is an outstanding example of a remarkable
restaurant that just happens to be housed in a
hotel. Gone are the days when hotel restaurants were mediocre and dull
with a focus on merely fuelling a captive
audience. Mr Todiwala’s Kitchen can compete with any Indian restaurant.
Nothing mean, skimpy or banal here. This is an apt showcase for the
talents of the Todiwalas – Mr and Mrs.
Mr Todiwala’s Kitchen
Hilton London Heathrow Airport Terminal 5
Poyle Road
Colnbrook SL3 0FF,
United Kingdom
Open:
18:00-22:30
Closed Sunday
Relais
& Châteaux Rosengarten Hotel Restaurant and Spa
– Kirchberg, Austria
What do we think of when people mention Austria? I guess
it will be a wealth of folksy images ranging from overhanging roofs,
wooden balconies, to skiing and snow. All of the above are accurate
visions of this country but there is still more. Austria isn’t just a
winter wonderland for hardy sporting types; it’s a magnet for those who
have an appreciation of the good things in life ...and all year round.
Our diverted flight (no, don’t even ask) took us to Munich and we
passed through a corner of Germany and then through a particularly
beautiful part of Austria en route to the Rosengarten, a unique spot
which is a destination in its own right. This is a place that has
already carved a reputation for quality of accommodation, spa
facilities and, above all, food.
The person presiding over this culinary kingdom is Simon Taxacher who
has achieved so much. His style is undoubtedly contemporary but that is
only one element that sets him apart from the majority of chefs, not
only in Austria but throughout the world. It’s his flair, passion and
technical skill combined with sympathy for his ingredients that allows
him to present dishes that are memorable, visually stunning and always
delicious.
Simon is not a man alone. Sandra, his wife, is Maître de Maison
and is the front-of-house face of The Rosengarten. She has a background
in hospitality and a dedicated commitment to the success of the hotel.
I doubt that she has many complaints. The rooms and suites are
furnished to 5-star standard. The bathroom toiletries are by Bulgari
and the minibar contains the best of local and international goodies –
all thoughtfully chosen to enhance your in-room haven.
Rosengarten Hotel Restaurant and Spa is on the edge of a classy village
called Kirchberg. You will likely not have heard of that unless you are
a skier but you will, I feel sure, have heard of Kitzbühel – a ski
resort of the highest calibre frequented by the great and the good
(well, at least those with a bit of cash). Kirchberg is just a few
kilometres from that glitzy hub and is better value for money.
The village is traditional with all the wooden-housed,
painted-plastered, mountain-backdropped charm that you would hope. It
attracts the skiing fraternity in the snowy winter months as it has
slopes for raw beginners, enthusiastic daredevils and through to those
with a death wish. Thankfully they also have a sledge run for those
like me who can’t naturally walk and whistle at the same time and who
would probably already have had their skiing licence
taken away, if there was such a thing. The snow had just arrived and
there was a sense that Christmas would soon
be
upon
us.
The Christmas Market in Kitzbühel tempted with its
stalls selling gluhwein and gingerbread.
Summer in Kirchberg is for those who want to use the ski lifts as
transport to grassy hills for picnics. You will be able to enjoy
breathtaking mountain views while you nibble your schinken. Clean air
and a bit of unaccustomed exercise will ready you for a meal at Simon
Taxacher's Rosengarten Hotel Restaurant.
You will note that it’s called Rosengarten Hotel Restaurant and Spa, so
don’t plan to have every day up a mountain or indulging in retail therapy.
The
spa
offers
a far less taxing form of therapy in relaxing treatment
rooms, where one can be massaged and steamed and pampered and unwound
till all you want to do is wrap yourself in a fluffy dressing gown and
slippers and read a good book till your eyes slowly close and you dream
that the world is a better place. This Rosengarten holiday destination
might not have a beach, but that spa is a worthy competitor, and it’s
open all year round whatever the
weather.
There is one rather special room at the Rosengarten spa. It’s a retreat
for couples, a private space with a Jacuzzi bath made for two, a couple
of massage couches, and a romantic nook in which to relax in calming
solitude. A glass of champagne and some fruit complete the experience.
The Rosengarten hotel and restaurants have already been noticed by
Relais & Châteaux, an organisation which seeks out quality,
searches for the superb and celebrates the sublime. They have just
invited The Rosengarten to be part of its number, and the group
includes some of the best chefs and restaurants not just in Europe but
the World. Be assured that those who are listed are exceptional in
every regard. That gold fleur de lys on The Rosengarten wall is a badge
of honour that is worn with pride.
But it’s the food that is the cornerstone of this establishment. We
enjoyed our first meal in the bistro. A simple and short menu was
nevertheless stunning. We started with a carpaccio of beef and then a
pumpkin soup which was an outstanding example of its genre. I was then
presented with the best ravioli dish I have ever had: paper-thin filled
pasta in a light and flavourful velouté. I could understand the
reason for the regard in which Simon Taxacher is held and I
complimented him the next day. “Oh, that’s just the ordinary restaurant
fare,” he told me. A meal at the Taxacher gourmet restaurant was bound
to be a stunner ...and it was.
We were invited to attend a Gala Dinner to celebrate the Relais &
Châteaux accolade, a formal meal for 80 or so food and
hospitality worthies ...and me. Simon charmed us with his customary
culinary artistry, flair and imagination. Course after course arrived
with its associated wine, each chosen to complement the various fish,
fowl or game. If this food
was music it would be baroque with all the trills, swirls and twiddly
bits. If this food was fabric it would be a tapestry of rich colour and
texture – complex yet not a stitch out of place. If this food was
mathematics then each element would combine to be more than the sum of
its parts.
There is a natural flow at Relais & Châteaux Rosengarten. The
quality starts at the top, in the Cookery School and its private dining
area (more of that in future), and cascades down through those
sumptuous rooms, drifting through both restaurants and down to the spa.
Each floor is bathed in comfort and charm and punctuated with a little
culinary excitement along the way. It is indeed worthy of that gold
emblem.
Overview:
The Relais & Châteaux Rosengarten is located in the
picturesque village of Kirchberg, just 7km away from Kitzbühel,
with the renowned sports mountain Gaisberg on the doorstep.
26 Rooms and Suites
Restaurant Rosengarten
Bistro Rosengarten Light
Piano Bar & Smoking Lounge
Private Dining and Cookery School Studio on the top floor
Rosengarten Spa
2012 – Member of Relais & Châteaux and Grand Chef Relais
& Châteaux
Relais & Châteaux Rosengarten
Aschauerstrasse 46
6365 Kirchberg
Tyrol, Austria
Phone: +43 5357 4201, Fax +43 5357 4201 50.
Email: welcome@rosengarten-taxacher.com
Visit The Relais & Châteaux Rosengarten here
The Palace Hotel - Malta
Sliema is the main coastal resort on Malta. That will
cause many of my readers to click away from this article but I beg you
to read on and become enlightened about a real hidden gem of the Med.
Sliema is indeed the most prominent holiday location on the island. If
you haven’t already visited then you will assume that this will be a
predictable island holiday “haven”, with its dubious waterfront
punctuated by tacky tourist bars, tackier souvenirs, full English
breakfasts and a 12hour-long “happy” hour. Yes, we have all been to
those well-known holiday ghettos, and there are many of us who do not
wish a speedy return.
Now consider those other resort towns of the style of, say, Nice or Le
Lavandou in France. They offer class, flair mixed with a certain joie
de vivre. Well it’s rather like that in this corner of Malta. It’s very
traditionally Maltese but it also oozes a little je ne sais quoi ...or
whatever that is in Maltese. Sliema attracts the well-travelled and
well-heeled strata of Maltese society as well as the international set,
and it’s the neighbourhood of The Ferries where the fashionable shops
and boutiques can be found, so bring your gold card.
This is a real town where the locals honestly do live. It’s a busy
place with its boundary with the sea being the celebrated Strand, where
you will be able to indulge in some high-end retail therapy as well as
enjoy some of best food around. The wide promenade offers views to the
capital, Valletta, a short distance away. That’s another advantage with
Malta: nothing is far away. The promenade overlooks a flat rocky beach
and two swimming pool lidos for the sun worshippers, although Malta
offers so much more even in cool weather. You will never be short of
things to do: amazing fish to try, places to go, superb wine to sample,
churches to visit, delicious food to linger over, boat-rides to take,
Maltese nibbles to graze upon...
So you have been enticed by glowing descriptions of Malta’s equally
glowing honey-coloured stone, and
you
have
made
up
your
mind
that
Sliema
will
be your destination; but
you will need a place to stay. Sleeping on a beach is frowned on and
anyway you are too old for all that. You are looking for one of the
best hotels around in which to relax and be pampered, not very far from
your comfort zone of some very decent retail therapy. Book yourself
into The Palace.
I confess that I had not done my homework before arriving at The
Palace. The name sounded grand but I travelled with more hope than
expectation. Was this going to be a monument to faded glory? I knew
that Malta has history percolating through every stone so this could be
a very old “palace” indeed.
It was with some relief that I discovered that The Palace is 5-star,
and it’s easy to see why. It’s newish, contemporary, well-appointed and
most importantly, friendly. The lobby is marble-clad, leather-lounged
and chandelier-ceilinged, with two restaurants and two computers that
really do offer instant internet access – although there is wifi in all
the rooms, for those who tote a laptop or pad.
But I wasn’t staying in Reception and I yearned for a cosy room to call
my own for a few nights. A long hot bath and some pillows that didn’t
have the name of an airline embroidered all over. My room was on the
7th floor and had a view over the rooftops to the sea. The private
balcony would have been a magnet for me and a book, had the weather
cooperated.
Plenty of hanging space, a TV and a desk were all 5-star standard,
along with a mini-bar and tea-making facilities so discretely hidden
that I didn’t find them until the
second night! And the bed was 6 stars at least – well, OK you will say
that it was just the sense of fatigued desperation that made that
substantial and fluffy cloud so appealing ...but it seemed just as
attractive the next morning when I tried, reluctantly, to lift my by
now thoroughly rested back from those cotton sheets.
The bathroom was one of the best I have recently graced. A proper bath
and a selection of eminently stealable toiletries were the focus on the
first night, but the morning found me wandering the vastness of the
shower. Deep joy. I can never resist bathrooms that are bigger than my
house.
The Palace has a spa for those who prefer to be less dormant than this
reviewer, and this is spread over three levels, offering a fresh-water
indoor pool, an outdoor pool and a fitness room. There is a battery of
spa treatments and a range of products to suit all skin types. Hotel
guests can also use the tennis courts and squash courts at the nearby
Union Club.
The Tabloid restaurant offers a very substantial breakfast buffet. Yes,
OK, so one would expect a good spread. The Palace is 5-Star after all.
But this was a rather positive start to the day, morning foods to tempt
any sleepy palate and I do love a good, leisurely and peaceful brekkie.
Lots of hot goods on offer and these included some Maltese specialities
such as local sausages and cheese-filled pastries. A good selection of
sweet breads to go along with some coffee for those with Gallic
leanings. Fresh fruit in abundance because I wanted to be worthy, and a
few cakes to follow. Yes, a well-balanced breakfast for this reviewer.
I am lucky enough to be able to spend time in 5-star hotels all over
the world and The Palace is up there with the best. It has all the
amenities that one would expect but the location and the quality of
staff are unique to the Palace. I only have one regret and that is that
I missed visiting their TemptAsian restaurant on the 9th floor. This is
said to be one of the foremost pan-Asian restaurants in the whole of
Europe. That’s not a bad accolade when one considers the standard of
the competition. I guess a return to The Palace is in order.
The Palace Hotel
High Street, Sliema SLM1542
Malta
Phone: +356 21 333 444
Fax: +356 2262 1000
Email: business@thepalacemalta.com
Visit the Palace Hotel here
China Tang – The
Dorchester
I am indeed an unashamed supporter of The Dorchester. Not
that they exactly need my patronage but I want to nail my colours to
their mast. It’s quality writ large and it never disappoints. If you
are looking for classic service and
charm
then you will appreciate its every plush cushion and impressive
vase.
The Dorchester dates back to 1931 and is a vision of polished good Deco
taste with a hint of Victoriana. There is more evocative décor
in the basement. No, it’s not a storage room for discarded furniture –
it’s the very classy China Tang, The Dorchester’s iconic Chinese
restaurant (yes, the name does give a clue to its ethnicity).
Sir David Tang, KBE, is a successful Hong Kong businessman and
socialite best known as the founder of the Shanghai Tang fashion chain,
which he sold in 2006, as well as China Clubs in Hong Kong, Peking and
Singapore.
Sir David is obviously a “hands-on” owner. He has been at the forefront
of the restaurant design as well as taking a passionate interest in the
most important area – the kitchen. He has not only selected the best
chefs from Hong Kong for his eponymous
restaurant, he has also composed a menu to reflect the finest of
Cantonese cooking.
I know it’s just a matter of taste, visual and culinary, but I consider
China Tang to be one of the most remarkable restaurants in London. One
is wafted back to the China of the 20s and 30s, when armies of modern
“bright young things” sipped cocktails and listened to daring jazz.
Shanghai and other Chinese cities were magnets for the jet set, well,
OK, in the days before jets.
Sir David has ensured that every guest has a multi-sensory experience.
China Tang is striking and eclectic and gives the air of one of those
refined restaurants of a bygone age. One can feast one’s eyes on objets
d'art and admire the gold-embroidered table linen and metal chopsticks;
everything carefully chosen for impact but also practicality. The low
ceilings create a cosy ambiance and the buzz of animated conversation
adds to the general excitement.
Every Tuesday, China Tang offers an evening of very live jazz in the
main dining room, featuring the celebrated duo Kitty La Roar and Nick
of Time performing music that will add still more to the sensation of
being transported back in time. “Slow Boat to China” and “A Little
Street in Singapore” are just so right for China Tang, and Kitty is
stunning in a tight black Chinese Cheongsam which has the male diners
riveted before she even warbles a word ...and what a voice!
http://www.kittyandnick.co.uk/#
China Tang is said to offer some of the most authentic Cantonese food
outside China. I was expecting something special: The Dorchester would
not tolerate a naff version of your local high-street “Happy San-Pan”.
China Tang doesn’t fiddle with food. No mounds of rice moulded into the
two doves of Willow Pattern fame here. No miniature junks ploughing the
waves of one’s Hot and Sour soup. Each dish is simply presented and
served sans elaborate garnish. The chef doesn’t need to distract you.
Fresh ingredients are
cooked
to perfection.
The menu offers Cantonese classics so you will find many dishes that
sound familiar but I can guarantee that they will be the best examples
of those dishes you will ever taste. Try some steamers of dim sum. The
dough will be thin and delicate and the fillings aromatic and refined.
I particularly enjoyed the pork dumplings, the meat bathed in
flavourful broth. A must-try starter is Taro Cakes. These are light and
crunchy and thoroughly moreish. I have had them before but these at
China Tang are addictive. They look like they are made of that
finely-shredded pastry often found topping Middle-Eastern patisserie.
Peking Duck is a signature dish. It’s a delicious extravaganza of
glossy mahogany skin (the exact hue of the wooden chairs: how did Sir
David manage that?) and moist meat. Then there is the theatre of
watching your deft waitress carve the bird: slivers of lacquered skin
and then slices of succulent meat. The remainder of the duck will be
minced with seasonings and a few other ingredients and served with
lettuce for wraps. This is just as much an event as a dish.
China Tang is famous, and rightly so, for its Stir-fried Beef in Black
Pepper. This dish was a rich triumph of glazed cubes of meat flecked
with black. The flavour was agreeably pungent from the pepper and the
texture was melting. This needed no garnish other than some rice, and
they have bamboo pots of that, of various sorts.
Fukien Rice is a traditional dish but seldom seen on menus of lesser
restaurants. It’s a rich seafood stew atop rice, a meal in itself and
well worth saving some space for. I would suggest trying dishes that
you might not find elsewhere. They will be faithful and authentic
examples.
Desserts are usually a bit thin on the ground in Chinese restaurants
but China Tang has some delightful, Asian inspired sweets. Their
Chocolate Steamed Dumplings are legendary, they shine and tempt; while
the Green Tea Mousse was light and perfumed. The Black Tea Ice Cream
was refreshing with still a pleasant touch of tannin. Balls of fresh
papaya completed this quartet of miniature desserts.
I’ll grant you, China Tang isn’t the cheapest restaurant around but
it’s still good value for money. One is paying not only
for delectable food but also for an exceptional experience. We will
return to have a meal in the bar – it offers the same
menu as the main restaurant – and try some signature cocktails. This is
on my list of favourite restaurants visited in 2011.
China Tang opening hours
Lunch:
Monday to Friday: 11:00 am to 3:30 pm
Saturday and Sunday: 11:00 am to 4:00 pm
Dinner:
Monday to Sunday: 5:30 pm to 12:00 midnight
Bookings for Lunch and Dinner are strongly recommended; to reserve a
table call:
+44 (0) 20 7629 9988
China Tang at The Dorchester,
Park Lane, Mayfair, London W1K 1QA
Phone: 0871 971 3579
Visit China Tang here
Mercer Street Hotel –
Radisson Edwardian
The neighbourhood belongs to the Worshipful Company of
Mercers. A mercer was a dealer in textiles and The Mercers’ Company is
one of the 108 Livery Companies of the City of London, established
around 700 years ago. These days the organisation is known for its
charities and schools but Mercer Street still bears the name of that
ancient profession.
Mercer Street Hotel enjoys a prime site at Seven Dials. Yes, there
truly is a monument sporting sundials in the centre of this busy
junction. The untutored will be driven to assume that there would
indeed be seven dials crowning the column but there are in reality only
six. Nothing to do with our shrinking economy or even government
cutbacks though; it’s the result of the original pillar being
commissioned before an eleventh-hour alteration of the street plans for
a junction of six roads. This isn’t a recent cost-saving measure: we
are talking about the 1690s.
The first sundial column was removed in the 1700s. The replacement
column was erected in 1989, to the original design with still those six
dials. It was unveiled by Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands, to
commemorate the tercentenary of the reign of William of Orange and
Queen Mary; the area was developed during their reign.
This corner of London hasn’t always been trendy. The area was once described by
Charles Dickens in his collection Sketches by Boz: “The stranger who
finds himself in the Dials for the first time...at the entrance of
seven obscure passages, uncertain which to take, will see enough around
him to keep his curiosity awake for no inconsiderable time.” No need
for the modern tourist to feel alarmed by unwanted attention – this is
no longer the den of iniquity that it once was; there are now plenty of
boutiques and stylish eateries. Seven Dials has become a destination in
its own right.
Well, if that column is going to be a pivotal point of your visit then
you will need a smart place to lay your weary over-shopped and
all-museumed-out head. The Mercer Street Hotel has its front door
opposite the Dials and that hotel offers character, comfort and
ambiance that are usually hard to find in large chain hotels. It gives
the impression of being a high-end boutique hotel with all the charm
and individuality that the title affords. However, 137 air-conditioned
bedrooms in this newly refurbished establishment have everything you
would want of a 5-star hotel but it is labelled only 4! iPod-, iPad-,
iPhone-docking, DVD-playing facilities, along with a huge flat-screen
TV help to entertain those technophiles while the rest of us sink into
cushions and luxuriate in steamy-bath ecstasy.
Each room is sumptuous and different from its neighbour. The
furnishings are bespoke and tasteful encouraging you to linger for just
a while longer in fluffy, and in our case pastel pink and pale caramel,
cosiness. The street views are more absorbing than the moving wallpaper
of the telly: cafés with tables of fellow people-watchers, cycle
couriers risking lives of the unwary, and tourists wandering with
fascinated faces as they discover this truly iconic corner of old
London.
So you have watched the passers-by while sipping on a cuppa (Union
Jack-emblazoned fridge in dressing room with some necessary teabags and
a Nespresso coffee-maker), and it’s time for dinner. The ground-floor
restaurant is called Dial. Well, if it wasn’t that I guess it would
have been called Seven. It’s a contemporary and intimate
space which adjoins its popular and buzzy bar. A simple menu of modern
European fare with the emphasis on freshness. The original Covent
Garden is just a short distance away and for centuries that supplied
the whole of Greater London with produce. Dial continues that theme by
offering its guests the best of seasonal and local ingredients.
The food here is just “right”. One orders a dish and it is just as one
hopes, nothing over-fussy or inexplicably exotic. The chef seems
confident and competent and manages to add a few flourishes that are
perfectly in keeping with the dish and show his culinary credentials.
My first course was a Parfait of Foie Gras; very simple and
traditional. One slice of the light terrine, a slice or two of toasted
brioche and a garnish of fresh figs. But the fig chutney alongside was
a stunner. A rich and firm aromatic relish that I would have happily
eaten with nothing added other than a big spoon. (Mental note to
oneself: Ask chef for recipe).
My guest hankered after greens and so settled on the Salad of Roasted
Butternut Squash and Yellow Peppers with a strewing of broad beans and
toasted pumpkin seeds. This was a considerable plateful of colourful
crispness and melting sweetness.
This same companion remained noble with his choice of fish
as his main course. Sea Bass Fillets with young spinach
and a clam sauce was visually striking and delicious. The seafood
rested atop a bed of smooth mash surrounded by the bejewelled sauce,
clam shells adding a bit of seashore drama. Fish cooked with crispy
skin and creamy flesh.
We in the UK are famed for our lamb and that offered at Dial was always
going to be my choice. Pan-fried Rump of Salt-marsh Lamb graced a mound
of garlic mash (not at all gluey as is unfortunately sometimes the
way), a tower of delicately-charred Mediterranean vegetables and a
dressing of rosemary sauce. This needed no additional side and was a
showcase for the best of British food. The meat was tender and just
past pink, the sauce was a light gravy with plenty of herby impact. A
classic.
It’s been a good year for apples so it was no surprise to find them on
Dial’s menu. Here they were offered as a tart. Made fresh for each
guest, allow 20 minutes for it to arrive hot to your table. The tart in
question was a disc of light and puffy pastry with slices of fruit
baked into the base. The toffee sauce was rich and sweet and it always
goes well with apples ...or bananas ...or ... A comforting pud to round
off a delightful day.
Bad planning on my behalf meant an early check-out the next morning. A
bit of personal pampering with the complementary toiletries and we were
down for breakfast. There was the usual international buffet of fruit,
yoghurt, pastries and cereals awaiting the morning crowd but hot dishes
came individually plated (when the nice waitress says “Mind – the
plates are hot”, believe her). I had the full English and it truly was
“full”: bacon (2 rashers), sausage, black pudding, scrambled eggs,
mushrooms, potatoes and a ramekin of baked beans. All this stayed
piping hot till the last bite. The bacon was particularly good: back
bacon and tinged with brown round the edges. A bacon sandwich will be
my choice on the next visit, for return there surely will be. This
hotel is just such a gem of almost hidden yet accessible luxury.
The Mercer Street Hotel ticked all the boxes for me. The location is
unbeatable, the accommodation was as good as I have found in many a
5-star hostelry, the food was sensible and memorable. The staff are a
cut above the average. They were knowledgeable (well, that comes with
training), but they seemed genuinely enthusiastic and proud ...and you
can’t teach that.
Mercer Street Hotel - Radisson Edwardian
20 Mercer Street, Covent Garden, London WC2H 9HD
Reservations:
800 333-3333 US - Toll Free
0800 37 4411 UK - Toll Free
Phone: + 44 (0)20 7836 4300
Fax: +44 (0)20 7240 3540
Email: resmerc@radisson.com
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The Dorchester –
for breakfast
It’s one of London’s most iconic hotels. Ask any local or
tourist to name a couple of the most famous hotels in London and the
Dorchester is liable to be one of those mentioned. It’s been around for
a while, since 1931, so it deserves the accolade of Classic with all
the positive connotations that word affords.
During the Second World War, the strength of the Dorchester’s concrete
construction gave the hotel the reputation of being one the safest
buildings in town. Winston Churchill stayed in the hotel, and General
Dwight D. Eisenhower took a suite on the first floor, now the
Eisenhower Suite.
The hotel closed for a couple of years in the 1980s. Some areas were
showing their age and it needed an injection of technology and amenity.
The Dorchester has, however, maintained some public areas that offer
that opulence of another age, sporting characteristics that we all
crave but which are so often lost with unsympathetic refits.
Its location has, no doubt, helped with its prestigious reputation.
It’s found on Park Lane in Mayfair, overlooking Hyde Park. Not a bad
address, but every hotelier knows that guests will not return if the
interior doesn’t match the location, and if service and customer care
fall short. There is plenty of competition out there but The Dorchester
has maintained its creditable position.
The imposing facade is softened by thoughtful planting, presenting the
guest with a veritable cascade of flower and foliage, but the real
Dorchester treasures are found the other side of the revolving doors
with polished brass trim. It’s the striking Promenade which, for me at
least, is the epitome of timeless charm.
The Promenade is a comfy space, a vision of old gold and architectural
features that transport one back to a genteel era when potted palms
were the norm and one had plenty of staff to polish the silver, and the
butler wore a morning suit.
OK, so not many of us have maids and footmen but we can borrow a little
of the Dorchester’s luxury every time we visit. It’s a big and
sumptuous hotel but it’s not intimidating. Every guest is made to feel
at home – like they belong and most importantly, like they are
special.
It was an early morning treat for us – breakfast at a cosy side table
in the Promenade. Crisp linen, gleaming cutlery as one would expect,
and a stand that would soon be garnished with a plate of croissants,
pains au chocolat, Danish pastries and muffins. All of these are made
at the Dorchester so you’ll know they are fresh. Small dainties with
amber shine. Almost too good to eat... almost.
The Dorchester Bacon Buttie was reassuring and intriguing. It would
seem an oxymoron: one of the smartest hotels in London offering
butties. Well, yes indeed and it was, just as one would hope, a
memorable creation with sweet cured bacon, belly pork and a fried egg
served on focaccia. In truth this was such a tower of food that the top
segment of bread was presented leaning on the side of the sandwich.
This wasn’t a light breakfast option but it was somewhat more
interesting than the traditional British breakfast which, although a
favourite, can be had almost everywhere.
The belly pork was a delicious departure from a regular breakfast
sandwich. It was sweet, flavourful and with the correct and
comforting ratio of meat to creamy fat. That fat is key to the success
of the dish. The condiments were, however, traditional: tomato ketchup
and brown sauce. Diners will have a strongly-held preference for one or
the other and that’s as it should be, but anyway I think there is a law
against smearing both; if there isn’t there should be.
The Dorchester does have a breakfast menu of healthy Bircher muesli,
cereals or fruit salad for those who treat their bodies like temples –
although I did notice a miniature jar of very adult chocolate spread to
help down the healthy five-seeded wholemeal bread. Wholemeal toast and
carrot and courgette muffins might well be my choice on a
future visit.
Tea is an essential part of any English breakfast and we enjoyed a pot
or two of the speciality teas from Harney and Sons, including The
Dorchester Blend, a light and refreshing brew that was a delicate foil
for the richness of both bacon and pork, and the sticky moreishness of
those little pastries.
The Dorchester will not disappoint. It’s been the regular
home-from-home for many a celebrity and fatigued businessman, and
increasingly for those of us who just periodically like to indulge in
the finer things in life. It’s not the cheapest of hotels but it
remains the spot that offers predictable quality and a particular
ambiance that is hard to replicate – the place for an accessible and
memorable treat at any time of the day.
London restaurant review: The Dorchester
Park Lane, London W1K 1QA
London is my home so I admit that I probably have a bias.
I think it is one of the most fascinating cities in the world. It’s
historic, cultural and cosmopolitan, and the celebrated attractions
cover a reasonably small area. A well-placed hotel will have you at the
heart of everything on your holiday wish-list.
You don’t have to be a tourist to be impressed by the view from this
new and contemporary hotel. It’s a 3D version of the postcard visitors
would send home to the family...but it’s got, in true Harry Potter
fashion, moving traffic and river boats ...and the Houses of Parliament
...and the tower of Big Ben ...and the London Eye. Park Plaza
Westminster Bridge is a destination hotel in every regard.
I personally never tire of that vista – it changes with the weather and
the time of day – but a hotel must be comfortable to warrant a visit,
and must be something special to deserve a return booking. Park Plaza
Westminster Bridge ticks lots of boxes: location, facilities, dining
options and thoughtful design.
The reception for this hotel is on the first floor to take advantage of
that aforementioned vision of our seat of government and the eponymous
bridge. It’s an expansive open space that could take on the cramped
characteristics of an airport check-in area were not its visitors
encouraged to leave their luggage on the lower level, so without that
clutter the first floor remains striking and spacious. The restaurants
and bars are on this level but are tucked away in corners to avoid that
shopping-mall food-hall ambiance that so often tarnishes the stars of
large hotels. Ichi Sushi & Sashimi Bar, 1WB Lounge and Patisserie,
Espressamente Illy coffee bar as well as Brasserie Joël are all
here, offering everything from light snacks to more substantial meals.
Our room was on the 12th floor and just as contemporary as the public
spaces, well-appointed with high-end toiletries, bath and shower. The
bathroom acted as a divider between the bedroom and the lounge space.
This sported a cream leather sofa that doubled as a bed, turning this
stylish unit into a family suite with just a click or two. It’s an
ideal office space for those unfortunates who, like us, work on the
run. Wardrobe doors with glass murals, mirrors and a brace of suspended
flat-screen TVs impress the guest with techy international vibe.
Modern, not minimalist, luxury.
I had expected the ubiquitous mini-bar and I wasn’t disappointed, but
there were other practical touches to this comprehensive refreshment
station: a microwave, kettle and cutlery to allow guests to bring in
their own food. The foresighted management know that times are tough
and food can be a worry when there’s a hotel bill to pay along with
entrance tickets (thank goodness at least museums are free in London).
Kids just want familiar meals and here parents can provide those, just
like at home.
We were a couple of hungry adults who craved more than microwaved pizza
so we wandered down to Brasserie Joël. Chef Joël Antunes has
given his name to the restaurant and he has returned to the UK after
more than a decade overseas. He will be best remembered for founding
Les Saveurs in the early 1990s, which earned a Michelin star. The
brasserie menu is broad and accessible. My guest chose Chicken Liver
Terrine with Fig Chutney, which was a traditional French starter and
served with a couple of tranches of smoky and delicious grilled bread.
Nothing elaborate but just right.
The menu changes frequently but there is always something to tempt even
the pickiest of palates. I was intrigued by the braised aubergine in
balsamic vinegar. This was in fact the best aubergine dish I have had
in years. It was melting, sweet and glossy, and topped with a wedge of
creamy mozzarella which, although good quality, was hardly necessary –
the aubergine shone alone. A stunner, and should be a signature dish.
Aged Beef Tournedos Rossini with foie gras, truffle sauce and a thick slice of
melting braised potato was the main course for my partner. He asked for
his beef to be rare and it was indeed cooked to that specification.
There was a ring of colour from the searing but the centre of the cut
was rosy. A well-seasoned dish with an attractive presentation.
Traditional Fish Pie filled with prawns, salmon, haddock and leek gave
a simple counterpoint to the meal. This is comfort food at its finest:
a smooth potato and cheese topping over a rich fish filling that was
flavourful, piping hot and typical of authentic brasserie dishes. They
don’t have to be made with costly ingredients, it’s a style of cooking,
and it’s becoming more popular. Brasseries give diners what they want:
good, well-prepared and presented fare that they feel they would want
to replicate in their own homes ...and this reviewer would, if only
someone would give her the recipe for that aubergine starter.
Rhubarb Macaroon with Strawberry Sorbet is chic. Who would not have
noticed the proliferation of bakeries and confectioners selling those
decadent and stylishly French Macaroons? This was a symphony of pastel
shades and contrasting textures. Light but with richness from those
classic cookies.
A little Semi Freddo Vanilla Ice Cream and Coffee Granita was all I
could manage but it arrived, substantial and striking, in a sundae
glass overflowing with coffee crystals and ice cream. The addition of a
cup of espresso finished a delightful and relaxing dinner. A melange of
old favourites and new culinary trends in a restaurant that prefers
country-style linen to starched tablecloths, and pots of herbs to
sprays of roses.
We awoke early. No, we were not bothered by traffic noise (isn’t triple
glazing a marvellous invention). We just wanted to open the curtains
and gaze across the river to the Palace of Westminster. Red buses and
black taxis and a few early risers avoiding the approaching rush-hour
together made the scene a moving tapestry of morning London life. OK,
so I am a city girl and this city is amazing in the dawn light when
it’s the exclusive domain of those who live and work here. We are
indeed spoilt.
Breakfast is held in the brasserie and the place was buzzing with
American, Japanese and Australian tourists who were to be whisked away
to cathedral towns, rolling hills or the coast, as soon as the last
crumb of toast was finished. If you want a less frenetic start to your
day then wait till after 8.30am, as any civilised visitor would do
anyway.
The breakfast buffet reflects the multi-national makeup of the hotel
guests. Plenty of fruit and cereals and yoghurt for those with bodies
like temples. Plates of cold meats and cheeses for Scandinavians, all
the elements for a monumental Full Monty fry-up, and delicate pastries
for the French. A good spread of brekkie dishes to suit every epicurean
tradition.
Park Plaza Westminster Bridge London is a hotel with much to recommend
it. Yes, its location makes it a favourite with overseas guests but
that same position makes it sought after by those with business in the
financial hub, or those others who need to haunt the corridors of
power. It is a popular event venue, and has a spa and all the trappings
that make hotels such as this the lodgings of choice for those with
discerning taste.
Park Plaza Westminster Bridge London
200 Westminster Bridge Road, London SE1 7UT
Telephone: 0844 415 6790
Fax: 0844 415 6791
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InterContinental
for Afternoon Tea and Summer
London is acknowledged to be one of the most beautiful
cities in the world. It’s been a magnet for tourists for generations.
Plenty of celebrated museums, and all free, galleries to admire, and
then there is always retail therapy, and that has never gone out of
style.
Yes, we have famous buildings by the score and our green spaces are
loved by local and visitor alike. Hyde Park, Green Park, Kensington
Gardens and Regents Park have great appeal when the sun shines.
Tourists enjoying a stroll, mums with energetic toddlers and office
workers snatching some rays all take advantage of an hour or so of
tranquillity.
But what do we think of when we consider a traditional English summer?
Taking a boat trip on the Thames? Some open-air concerts? A picnic?
Perhaps all of the above, and if you are fortunate enough to be staying
at InterContinental on Park Lane then you can pamper yourself with a
bespoke picnic to enjoy at any outside event or even while your
riverboat motors under Tower Bridge and past the Houses of Parliament.
Picnics aren’t necessarily just a showcase for curly cheese-and-pickle
sarnies. Executive Chef Paul Bates offers some of his favourite foods
for the delicious alfresco menu:
Roasted ratatouille, cous cous and chorizo
Chicken salad, shredded and tossed in sherry-hazelnut vinegar dressing
Tuna-salmon sashimi, wasabi and ginger
Lightly poached lobster, mango-basil salsa
Mixed leaf, cos, rocket, mache, sweet cherry tomatoes, bell peppers
Palm heart, artichoke and avocado, light garlic dressing
Demi baguettes
Sharphams rustic (hard cheese)
This season's pear chutney
Sinful chocolate fudge brownie
English bakewell tart
Large still or sparkling water.
But there are those rare days (yeah, right) when the sky is grey from
edge to edge and there might even be the
threat of rain. Tourists should note that it’s almost guaranteed to
rain for Wimbledon Tennis or any international cricket match. Nothing
worse than damp grass when one is looking for a spot to consume
delicious deli fare and some sweet pastries, so consider the
alternative venue of a traditional afternoon tea in the classy shelter
of the InterContinental’s Wellington Lounge.
The ground floor of this popular hotel has undergone a complete
makeover. It’s now light and bright with soft taupe and powder-sage
hues. The picture windows offer vistas that are typical of this
remarkable corner of London: red buses, black London taxis, iconic
architecture and views across to Wellington Arch and Hyde Park. The
decor has been designed to “bring the outside in” and it does that in
the most attractive fashion.
Try the hotel's own designer Wellington Blend tea, created by Executive
Chef Paul Bates in conjunction with Modern Tea Emporium. The tea
selection is a delicious companion to the spread of delicate delights.
Even the crockery is new and mimics the geometric design on carpets and
soft furnishings. The afternoon is an event, attracting both
Intercontinental guests and those who are just passing. It’s a hotel
that is famed for its quality cuisine at the Cookbook Café, and
now in the Lounge.
There are several ‘Teas’ available in Britain. You will see restaurants
and cafés offering different ‘teas’ appropriate to the time of
day. Traditionally, the upper classes would take ‘afternoon tea’ around
four o'clock. A ‘cream tea’ is a lighter version of this. The middle
and lower classes would have a more substantial ‘high tea’ a little
later in the day, at five or six o'clock, in place of dinner. Working
classes had dinner at lunch time and tea nearer dinner time. Sunday
lunch was always a full dinner, when high tea might be replaced by
supper. Clear?
Afternoon Tea Menu
Sandwich Selection:
Speyside smoked salmon, cucumber linguini and Sevruga caviar. A
traditional topping with a twist.
Rare roasted sirloin of beef, Piccalilli, chives and horseradish. Who
could visit Britain and not try some roast beef?
Steamed Devon red chicken, hen egg mayonnaise and baby red-stalk
sorrel. Flavourful and light.
West coast Scottish lobster, shrimps, olive oil tomato emulsion. Rich
and decadent and a showcase for some of the best seafood in these isles.
Sultana scones with Cornish clotted cream and strawberry preserve are
served after the guest has consumed the lowest tier of the stand, the
savouries. Those scones and garnishes make a truly authentic treat
alone, and are usually described as a ‘cream tea’.
But Intercontinental provides a full Afternoon Tea, which is rounded
off with an overflowing top plate which one would have been gazing at
since the arrival of the cake stand. I guess it’s called ‘cake’ stand
to draw attention to the goods gracing the summit.
Vanilla and white chocolate cream profiterole.
Mango tranche with blackberry cream has full-on fruity flavour and one
can feel noble: it must count as one of your 5 a day.
Dark chocolate torte is slightly bitter and has a sophisticated adult
taste.
Preserved infused-fruit Madeira cake is old-fashioned and comforting.
All the above fancies, and some more, might be your reward for a hard
day spent touring on an open-top bus, beetling around on a Boris-bike,
hiking through designer boutiques and admiring historic sites. Enjoy
it. You deserve it.
Selection of teas, cakes, sandwiches and scones.
£25 per person
£35 per person with a glass of Champagne
Monday to Friday from 1pm to 5pm. At weekends two sittings: 1.30pm to
3.30pm and 4pm to 6pm.
The Pestana Chelsea Bridge
Hotel is a 4-star hotel
in one of London’s most iconic of locations. It’s conveniently
placed just a
few yards from the River Thames with views over Battersea Park. This is
an up-and-coming neighbourhood with stylish apartment blocks
giving an air of affluent big-city
life. The hotel offers easy access to key bus and train routes and is
within
walking distance, if the weather is good and you need the exercise, of
Sloane
Square and Victoria Station.
A cold Sunday afternoon found us at
the reception
of The Pestana Chelsea Bridge Hotel. It offered a warm welcome, with a
striking
Artur Bual mural behind the desk and more large canvasses by the same
Portuguese
artist in the lounge area. This is after all a Portuguese-run hotel and
there
are subtle nuances scattered throughout its accessible opulence. It’s a
new
hotel so it was as expected scuffless and pristine, but nevertheless
the first impression
is of polished comfort.
I never tire of hotel stays but not
all hotels are
created equal. Even some five-star hotels lack lustre and impact so I
am always
a bit wary of four-star lodgings. No need to worry about resting your
weary
head at Pestana. Our room was one that I would love to replicate in
our own
home. That isn’t my usual sentiment; it’s more often an
appreciation of the grandeur
of the drapes, gratitude for the complementary fluffy slippers, and
admiration
for the soon-to-be-stolen bathroom toiletries.
Well, Pestana has very acceptable
bath products.
OK, so I didn’t find any slippers and I can’t remember the curtains,
but the
room had contemporary and high-end impact writ large. Lamps and shades
to
covet, a bed-head of gargantuan proportions and a white chaise-longue
that
would not look out of place as an extra in a James Bond flick. The
window onto
the bathroom had a much-appreciated blind and those facilities were
well
appointed. A full bath as well as a walk-in shower tempted me to linger
in
steamy contentment.
This hotel ticks all the boxes for
comfort but it doesn’t
take itself too seriously. I shared the bathroom with a tiara-toting
bulldog.
Not a real one but she (I guess it was a girl bulldog) was bidding
visitors a
very British "Hiya". The red Routemaster bus in the bedroom prompted
another wry smile from these two reviewers who are also the authors of
a book
about the aforementioned much-loved mode of London transport.
The ground-floor Atlantico restaurant
beckoned for
our evening meal. The manager, Stefano, isn’t exactly Portuguese but
neither is
the menu. It’s International cuisine and that phrase will send shudders
through
most food lovers. It revives memories of steak and chips, dry roast
chicken and
dubious egg mayo salad. Yes, Atlantico has an international menu but
it’s based
on fresh seasonal produce and imagination, and there are indeed a
couple of Portuguese
specialities.
The resident expert mixologist, Alex,
concocted his
famous Piri Piri spiced cocktail which I can recommend for those who
enjoy
robust flavours. It’s not searingly hot but rather aromatic and
pleasantly
warming. An unwinding tipple while we meandered through the bill of
fare.
There is a Tapas table offering
platters of cheeses
and meats and salads. Roast dinners are also on offer, but we chose
from the à
la carte dishes. Carpaccio of octopus with Mache salad, breakfast
radish and
aged parmesan was my light starter. The seafood was delicate and the
radish
added a delightful peppery note. Cheese isn’t usual with octopus but it
acted
as a good and slightly tangy counterpoint to the other flavours.
Ham hock, Chorizo terrine, Saffron
aioli and
toasted walnut bread was my guest’s first dish. The meat was chunky and
well-seasoned. The bread was full of the eponymous nuts and gave
texture as
well as flavour to the terrine.
Confit Bacalhau with crushed ratte
potatoes,
mussels and spicy salsa took the fancy of my companion and he was
impressed.
Bacalhau is salt cod and is usually found as thin and unappetising
boards in
trendy fishmongers. The Atlantico version is chunky and tender, and
much more
resembles its fresh sibling. It has a distinct flavour rather than
being simply
salty.
Franguinho Piri Piri is spatchcock
Poussin in piri
piri sauce served with Parmentier potatoes and wilted baby spinach,
and
is the
menu’s nod to Portugal. The chicken was moist with a spice glaze that
was vibrant
with piri piri spice mirroring that I had already enjoyed in Alex’s
cocktail. A
simple dish but well worth ordering. The cubes of potatoes were crunchy
around
their chiselled edges but were soft and fluffy inside. My dessert was
also Portuguese:
Arroz Doce - vanilla rice pudding. Almost every culinary tradition
seems to
offer a rice pudding in some guise or other. The version at Atlantico
was rice
in its most creamy and comforting form. Old-fashioned and moreish.
We enjoyed a good night’s sleep in
our classy room
with views across the park. Revived, we were ready for
breakfast. I was rather disappointed
to find only a selection of pastries on show. Toast arrived and so did
the
juice and then we realised that the “real” brekkie goodies were in the
adjoining wing of the restaurant. There were plates of fruit
and bowls of yoghurt
for those who treat their bodies as temples.
Plenty of cold meats, cheese and a
quiche for those like me who crave some savouries, and then
there was the full-Monty
station for those who have hollow legs that were not filled
by
the previous
night’s substantial spread.
With 216 rooms, spa and Lifestyle
centre, six
meeting rooms to cater for events from 10 to 500 delegates, restaurant,
bar and
coffee shop and secure underground parking, Pestana is the hotel that
suits
every need. We had a marvellous city break but those delegates bringing
their
families to London will take advantage of its in-hotel facilities as
well as its
proximity to the centre of town. It might be a hotel that is
technically only a
four-star, but I would say it’s at the top end of that band.
London hotel review: The Pestana
Chelsea Bridge Hotel
354 Queenstown Road, London SW8 4AE
Sat nav ref: SW8 4PP
Tel: +44 (0) 20 7062 8000
Fax: +44 (0) 20 7978 2430
E-mail:
res.uk@pestana.com
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Perrier-Jouët
Champagne Lounge at Dukes Hotel
Dukes Hotel is found unobtrusively tucked away in one of
London’s most prestigious neighbourhoods. The stunning building graces
a quiet corner of St. James’s and is a stone's throw away from Clarence
House. In fact the site can trace its history back to 1532, and around
the 1660s the courtyard in front of today's Dukes Hotel was occupied by
Barbara Villiers, the Duchess of Cleveland, one of the mistresses of
King Charles II. She bore the King three sons, who were all dukes. I
don’t know if that’s where the hotel got its name from, but it’s a nice
notion.
The courtyard was known as Cleveland Court and the two buildings within
formed a small hostelry. These were demolished in 1885 and replaced
with the present building, which originally housed London lodgings for
the sons of Britain's nobility, until it became Dukes Hotel in 1908.
The hotel is thriving today and can boast an illustrious past, with
such worthies as Sir Edward Elgar (composer of Pomp and Circumstance
Marches) who always stayed at Dukes when in London. Also Ian Fleming
was a frequent visitor to the celebrated Dukes Bar. It’s rumoured that
it’s that very bar which gave him the inspiration for the famous James
Bond Martini: “shaken, not stirred.” There will be more about that
iconic bar in a future article here.
2011 marks the 200th anniversary of the House of Champagne
Perrier-Jouët. The hotel has marked this occasion by opening its
own Perrier-Jouët Lounge. This intimate yet striking space is
located next to the dining room and is the perfect venue for a
pre-dinner glass of champagne, or just for a very smart but accessible
glass of fizz at any time.
Perrier-Jouët is a respected Champagne producer based in the
Épernay region of France. The company was founded in 1811 by
Pierre-Nicolas-Marie Perrier-Jouët. They produce approximately
3,000,000 bottles of vintage and non-vintage cuvée annually and
their prestige label is called Belle Époque.The style of that
era was christened Art Nouveau with its floral and organic motifs.
The Perrier-Jouët Lounge serves a full range of Champagnes
including the classic Belle Époque, Belle Époque
Rosé and the rare Belle Époque Blanc de Blanc. The house
champagne is Perrier-Jouët Grand Brut NV which is available by the
glass. There is a selection of five Champagne cocktails including ‘The
Dukes Classic’; and ‘The Flower of Champagne’ with rose vodka and
Lillet, garnished with a rose petal. I can highly recommend this
delicate cocktail. Perhaps it’s one for the ladies as it has a distinct
flowery note, reminiscent of Turkish Delight.
The lounge has been designed by Shaun Clarkson and boasts a stunning
hand-stitched
carpet
featuring the Perrier-Jouët emblem of
anemone; a symbol which also embellishes the bottle of its prestige
Belle Époque Champagne.
The walls are contemporary in tones of gold, champagne and muted green.
There is a metallic sheen which reflects light from the1940's glass
chandelier. A wall of gilt-framed, bevelled-glass mirrors adds to the
drama. Modern, vintage and antique elements are married perfectly in
this space.
The furniture is bold. The sofas are a modern take on a Chesterfield
...but the longest Chesterfield you have ever seen. The upholstery is a
vibrant green with surprising fuchsia accents from a scattering of
cushions. The daring colour combination continues even to the
glassware: a swag of green foliage and pink blossom decorates each
champagne flute. A few other comfy and classic chairs provide cosy
seating for couples.
Dukes Hotel truly is a hidden treasure. It’s so high-end that it has
Caviar House as its corner shop, yet it contrives to be a warm,
friendly and discreet venue for stays in London, as well as providing
delicious food for visitors (more on the restaurant in future
articles). The Perrier-Jouët Lounge is an excellent addition to
Dukes’ battery of facilities.
Dukes Hotel
St. James's Place, London SW1A 1NY
Phone: +44 (0)20 7491 4840
Fax: +44 (0)20 7493 1264
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The Chinese Cricket
Club at The Crowne Plaza London - The City
It’s appropriate that I have a review of this restaurant
just now. We have just watched the Cricket World Cup
semi-final and are about to settle in front of the TV to watch the
final (the equivalent of the American Super-Bowl or the Football World
Cup), when India will face Sri Lanka. But the food at this restaurant
is very definitely Chinese.
The restaurant is named in honour of the Chinese National Cricket Team,
who played their first international match in 2009. The title also
commemorates, so says the website for the restaurant, the recent
translation of the Laws of Cricket into Mandarin by the Asian Cricket
Council. So does that mean the Chinese played their match before they
had the rules?
The Chinese Cricket Club is across the lobby of the Crowne Plaza London
- The City from Refettorio, the hotel's Italian restaurant run by head
chef Alessandro and directed by Giorgio Locatelli. It’s refreshing to
find more and more notable restaurants housed in hotels. The days of
the assumption of a captive yet transient audience have gone. There were
few over-nighting businessmen when we visited the Chinese Cricket Club,
but there were a couple of tables occupied by those who were evidently
regulars, and some of those were themselves Chinese.
The restaurant is calm and contemporary, 80 covers set in an L-shape.
Nothing overtly Chinese apart from some calligraphy scrolls, and
nothing too crickety apart from a shirt and a bat. Enough decor
fixtures to provide continuity with the intriguing name, but not to
make one feel that your waiter should be wearing cricket whites and
pads.
Brendan Speed is the Executive Chef at The Chinese Cricket Club. No,
evidently he is not Chinese himself. He is Australian
and has always had a passion for authentic Chinese food. Australia is a
great cricketing nation but also has a thriving Asian cuisine culture.
Brendan launched and ran Zuma in Istanbul for two years and that
restaurant won a raft of awards. Before that, he was Executive Chef at
Movenpick Hotels and Resorts in both Istanbul and Dar Es Salaam – a
well-travelled and experienced chef who is ably assisted by Guanghao
Wu, a Specialist Oriental Chef with a 20-year career.
I do love the wasabi nuts at the Chinese Cricket Club. OK, so they are
not traditionally Chinese but nevertheless moreish and
hot, preparing our taste buds for some tingling Sichuan and Hunan spice
later; and not much later as we were soon picking at a plate of dry
sautéed green beans. This is
a practical method of cooking such beans: the colour remains vibrant
and the vegetables retain a crunch. These particular beans had
agreeable chilli heat.
Soft-Shell Crab with Chilli Mayonnaise was a dish of rich decadence.
However did we manage before soft-shell crab? They are popular and it’s
no surprise. The version at the Chinese Cricket Club is
as much about texture as taste. The mayo added gentle spice.
Singapore Cricket Club Noodles were a high-end variant of others you
would probably have had. The difference here is the quality of those
non-noodle ingredients. Large prawns made this simple dish into a
rather luxurious plateful.
Jumbo Prawns with Ginger was visually the most spectacular of our
chosen dishes. The shellfish was tender with a light glaze. These are
more like small lobsters than your regular prawns, even those which
sport the additional monica of ‘Jumbo.’ A subtle hint of ginger was a
foil for the sweetness of the seafood.
Twice-Cooked Pork was memorable and must be a signature dish. I had
expected chunks of the regular belly pork but the reality here was much
more delicate. The slices of pork were thin-cut and melting, lightly
spiced with rich and well-rounded flavour. I’ll not miss this on my
return visit – for return there will be.
Hunan Lamb with Scallions is striking and full-bodied. Robust flavours
here and just what one would expect from any recipe
hailing from Hunan. This dish had a complex flavour palate and the
spice was not numbing. A dish to savour with just some
steamed rice.
Chilled Coconut Custard with Mango Sauce and a scattering of Lychee was
the sweet finale. Creamy with tang from the mango and exotic perfume
from the lychee. A suitably tropical end to one of the best Chinese
meals I have had in London. The Chinese Cricket Club offers an oasis of
quiet, garnished with delicious food and service that is second to
none. It deserves its enviable reputation.
The Chinese Cricket Club
Crowne Plaza London - The City
19 New Bridge Street, London EC4V 6DB
Phone: 020 7438 8051
Fax: 020 7438 8080
Email: info@chinesecricketclub.com
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Eckington
Manor Cookery School and B & B
Eckington Manor is just outside the market town of
Pershore, Worcestershire, and could well provide one of the most
memorable breaks you have had in the UK. Well, if you are passionate
about food that’s almost bound to be the case.
Eckington Manor is well situated for exploring both Worcestershire and
the Cotswolds. Visit the Malvern Hills, historic Worcester cathedral,
Cheltenham, and play a round of golf at the Vale Golf Club, just 15
minutes away. Worcestershire is a rich culinary destination, though. It
produces some of the best British fruit and veg and that land also
feeds prize herds of cows and sheep and pigs. What better place for a
cookery school and especially one that has a farm tagged on?
Your original intention might have been to take a course at the
celebrated cookery school but, human nature being what it is, you will
be just as interested in where you will lay your head for a night or
two. It’s probable that you will be shown your room
before you even don an apron, and you will be astounded. This will
likely be the best Bed & Breakfast experience you
have had.
The main accommodation building is a sympathetically restored 13th
century farmhouse. Worcestershire boasts some marvellous examples of
homes from every century since parish records began. Around the corner
of every picturesque country lane one can find chocolate-box cottages
or even farm buildings that one might be tempted to buy and convert
into a dream home. That’s almost what Judy Gardner did when she
acquired a rundown half-timbered structure, but her dream was to
incorporate that soon-to-be stunner into a successful business of
high-end accommodation and cookery school.
This isn’t just any old house. It’s said to be one of the
oldest in Worcestershire. Its wooden beams are not just a characterful
feature of the exterior, and there are original flagstone floors and
fireplaces (with wood-burning stoves ideal for those cold winter
nights), all of which have been retained and showcased on the inside of
this cosy B & B. This should have a name other than ‘B & B’,
which conjures visions of a stay in someone’s back bedroom, a sink in
the corner and a pile of mismatched and sandpapery towels. Eckington
Manor, on the other hand, is as good as you will find anywhere and can
compete with the very best of boutique 5-star hotels.
It might have been tempting for Judy to play too much on the historic
aspect of this old building. There could have been too many rustic
touches of copper, brass and farm implements. Ever a woman of refined
taste, she has focused on the contemporary with daring dashes of
colour. The chaise-longue on the upper landing is said to have come
from the “big house” in Windsor. I can’t prove it and I only say it’s
rumoured.
Our room was a vision of sophistication with a French chair contrasted
against original stonework, crisp white linen acting as a counterpoint
to the aforementioned beams. The bathroom was striking with piles of
fluffy towels, and toiletries to match the class of the amenities.
Attention to detail and no corners cut with regard to quality and
elegance. We slept soundly after a good meal at a local restaurant.
There are light meals available here on request, too.
We were looking forward to breakfast at the school which is just across
the yard. A modern building housing not only the school kitchen but a
restaurant for breakfast and a kitchen shop which is well worth a look.
The breakfast did not disappoint,
with the ingredients being locally sourced – apart from the orange
juice, tea and coffee. The farm sausages should not be
missed. We had a chance to meet our fellow students who ranged in age
from early twenties with no previous conviction for kitchen behaviour,
to others who were seasoned veterans of the range.
This was the first time I has attended a hands-on cooking class. I have
enjoyed many a cooking demonstration at close quarters but this was far
more rewarding even for a fairly practised home cook like me. Paul and
Chris were our chefs and they evidently had a wealth of experience,
giving confidence to the wary novice and expert advanced tuition to the
enthusiast. We had a knife-skill master class and prepared two dishes.
There were no failures, although the intricate garnishes proved to be
more taxing to accomplish than the preparation of the 2-course meal! A
positive learning experience and great fun.
We took the plates of food we had made with our very own, and now more
able, hands to the dining room and enjoyed the fruits of our labours.
Potato ravioli stuffed with mushrooms and served with a mushroom sauce,
followed by salmon en papillote with julienned vegetables. A glass of
wine with new-found friends completed a couple of days touring one of
Britain’s most beautiful counties.
Eckington Manor is polished. It offers its guests a chance to relax in
a unique environment of bespoke chic comfort. Whilst the classes are
not compulsory it would be a shame to let such an opportunity pass.
There are lots of courses to choose from and all conducted by
professionals: Italian, Thai, Great British Classics, Modern British,
Bread, and Fish classes, courses for children, teenagers, students and
one just for men. I can thoroughly recommend a stay here.
Joseph and Alison Petitjean have owned and run Brockencote
Hall for the last 24 years. They had been living in France
and
were
just married, and they had a dream of opening a country house
hotel in England. They visited properties suitable for conversion to an
hotel and settled on Brockencote Hall. They bought the building in 1985
and 10 months later Brockencote was ready for business.
The restaurant here is popular with locals around Worcestershire and
with the AA who awarded the restaurant 2 Rosettes in 2008. It’s not
only the food that’s a draw – they have a notable wine list. This grand
house is described as “A little piece of France in the heart of
England” so that country’s wines are well represented.
We visited Brockencote on a bright spring day. Daffs were glowing and
new-born lambs were gamboling. The
Worcestershire countryside was at its fresh and budding best and the
Hall looked impressive in the sunshine. The estate
dates back 300 years or so with 70 acres of established trees and
pasture. This is the sort of stately home that tourists as well as we
British love so much.
The entrance hall had a welcoming log fire burning which was
appropriate for the day. Spring, yes, but this is England and the wind
was chilly. The contemporary bar and conservatory was where we nestled
to peruse the menu. Not a long bill of fare but just as one would wish
from a high-end kitchen where quality is always paramount – and using
seasonal and local produce where possible.
The main dining room (there are others for private dining) is stunning.
High windows looked out onto some of those aforementioned acres. The
house exudes an air of cultivated tranquillity and charm, and that
includes the dining room which is an exercise in pastel shades – a room
that has contrived to retain its original majesty yet has introduced
cool modernity.
We started with an amuse bouche, a demi-tasse of one of the most
memorable soups I have ever had: a gloriously rich and creamy carrot
and orange soup. (Note to reviewer: ask John for the recipe). A balance
of sweet from the vegetable and tang from the citrus and then there was
a deft application of aromatic seasoning. This should be a signature
mini-dish.
Slow Cooked Belly of Jimmy Butlers Pork, Cabbage and Bacon, Spiced
Apple, Pommery Mustard Jus was the main course. Well worth trying and
one of the best examples of this trendy cut of meat that I have had in
a while. The meat was flavourful and melting and the presentation
thoughtful. I am not keen on pork belly with crackling. It seldom works
and, in my humble opinion, it’s inappropriate for a slow-cooked item
when one wants to enjoy the almost gelatinous quality of meat,
flavourful fat and rind. Perfect!
The desserts here are visual stunners! OK, so I didn’t just give them
admiring glances, I was enticed by a couple and scoffed
mine and a good percentage of my companion’s. That’s not perhaps a very
genteel word but one only “nibbles” when being polite. I, on the other
hand, enjoyed every spoonful with appropriate epicurean passion.
Goats Cheese Mousse, Poached Rhubarb, Gingerbread, Vanilla Ice Cream
was my own choice and this was a delicious example of traditional
ingredients as a canvas for culinary artistry. Sharp mousse, sweet
rhubarb, punctuated with the spiced cake.
My guest’s choice of dessert was equally appreciated ...by both of us.
Well, I was the official reviewer and it was my duty to taste, and in
this case Parsnip Pannacotta, Caramelised Apple, Shortbread Crumb,
Brioche Ice Cream. A slice of fruit like a disc of translucent glass
balanced atop this unique parsnip preparation, which rather made one
look at that root vegetable in a different light. A tapestry of texture
and taste. Perhaps a parsnip is not just for Christmas but can actually
be enjoyed! Another seasonal winner.
Chef John Sherry is a man content with his kitchen. He should be:
Alison and Joseph rebuilt the old kitchen which
had become too small for such a successful restaurant. It’s now twice
the original size and is worked by a seven-strong team. They cook 350
or so lunches and dinners a week, as well as catering for weddings and
private dinner parties.
It’s no surprise that they have so many regular diners at Brockencote
Hall. The restaurant is striking, the staff attentive but not pushy,
and the food is as good as you will find either side of La Manche. I
look forward to a return visit. I’ll unwind in the lounge, take a
stroll around the grounds to build an appetite for what I am sure will
be a superb dinner. This is indeed a destination restaurant.
Two Courses £17.00
Three Courses £22.00
Brockencote Hall Country House Hotel & Restaurant
Chaddesley Corbett, Near Kidderminster, Worcestershire DY10 4PY
Phone: 01562 777876
Fax: 01562 777872
Email: info@brockencotehall.com
The Elms Hotel
Worcestershire
This is an imposing Queen Anne mansion. Go on, admit it,
you can’t remember who Queen Anne was and didn’t know she was a
builder. The Elms dates from 1710 and the exterior has all the elegant
proportions of a stately home of that period. It was designed by
architect Thomas White who was a pupil of the renowned Sir Christopher
Wren, designer of St Paul’s Cathedral. The house was sold in 1946 and
was turned into a country house hotel.
The Elms is set in formal gardens and is surrounded by ten acres or so
of parkland. This is very rural Worcestershire, and the house offers
idyllic views over the Teme Valley and a good number of other counties.
This is a perfectly-located base for trips to enjoy local festivals
such as the annual celebration of Asparagus, and to soak up a little
history in Worcester and its neighbouring towns. Malvern and Evesham
are within easy reach.
The hotel has been completely refurbished but many of the public rooms
retain the air of the traditional stately home.
Dark wood, leather sofas and chairs and open fires exude old-fashioned
charm that tourists so love – or would if they could
find it. Paintings and busts of people that must have been famous all
add to the impression that this might still be someone’s ancestral pile.
But The Elms is indeed a hotel and one that, surprisingly, is catering
for families. Yes, families can book into any hotel but youngsters are
more often just tolerated rather than welcomed. I had been expecting a
Jolly Campers establishment with a uniformed glee club, but a childless
adult here would have to seek out the child-friendly elements – there
is nothing excessively kiddy-oriented at the Elms.
There is a baby-listening service so parents can leave the room and go
for a thoroughly adult dinner with no worries about returning to a
red-in-the-face and tearful tot. There is plenty to amuse those little
ones during the day with their own Bears Den crèche (Ofsted
registered). For older children, there’s an air-hockey machine,
tabletop football, board games and an Xbox. Sounds as good as home! You
might even coax the kids outside for croquet, outdoor table tennis,
football, trampoline and there is an outdoor adventure playground.
The Elms boasts a family spa with a 12-metre swimming pool, thermal
retreat with steam room, sauna and ice fountain (I am not sure I like
the sound of that), Rasul mud therapy room, state-of-the-art gym
equipment, and an indoor/outdoor Hydro Spa – that’s a spot for all the
family to enjoy.
Our room was attractive and cosy. Stunning views over
those aforementioned counties. The bathroom was well appointed and had
a selection of high-end Spa toiletries, as one would hope at a hotel
with a pampering annex. Tea and coffee-making
facilities in the corner so we unwound, soaked and snoozed till dinner.
Head Chef Daren Bale has built The Elms’ fine dining reputation. He has
won many accolades, including 2 AA Rosettes, Best British Cheeseboard,
and Worcestershire Life’s 2007/2008 Restaurant of the Year. The dining
room is elegant and striking with tables set with brass candlesticks
and tall, white candles that gave one the impression of perhaps a
classic French restaurant, the style of restaurant that encourages
guests to speak quietly and probably about the arts or the latest in
the Financial Times.
Pressing of Goose and Foie Gras, Pear, Pickled Wild
Mushroom and Haricot Bean Dressing was my starter. The terrine was
dense and flavourful. This would have made a very classy lunch item.
The presentation was appealing and the garnishes appropriate for the
goose.
Velouté of Jerusalem Artichoke, Langoustine, Peas and Lemon was
my companion’s choice – a delicious bowl of delicate seafood and soup.
This is the sort of dish that you’ll likely not cook at home. Not too
difficult to replicate but this style of food is best enjoyed in a
stunning, high-ceilinged, tall-windowed, imposing-fireplaced dining
room. But perhaps you have one of those, chez vous.
We had seen lots of lambs on our drive to Worcester so it seemed a
fitting, if slightly cruel, irony to eat some on our
arrival. My guest ordered English Lamb with Stuffed Courgettes and
pronounced this to be a well-balanced and
thoughtful dish. The courgettes were filled with melting and evidently
slow-cooked meat, with peppers adding a sweet note.
Pancetta-wrapped Monkfish, Chicken Confit Ravioli, Butter-glazed
Carrots & Ginger took my fancy. Yes, I know it’s a classic choice
but it’s popular because it is, done well, a memorable dish. It was
indeed done well at The Elms. The previous plates had indicated that it
probably would be. The flesh of the seafood was moist and the pancetta
added just the right slightly salty counterpoint. I was a little
uncertain about the garnish of chicken ravioli bit this too worked
well, adding a soft and savoury gastronomic cushion. I can recommend
this monkfish as the best I have had in many months.
We wanted to try The Elms’ celebrated cheese board, so had to skip the
desserts. I would, however, have liked to have tried the Pear and
Cranberry Strudel with Peanut Butter Ice Cream. That ice cream sounds
novel.
We have marvellous cheeses here in Britain and it’s refreshing to find
a restaurant that promotes them. So many establishments boast that they
celebrate local produce but then present French cheese with only a nod
to these Isles in the guise of a slab of Cheddar. We wanted to taste
some very local cheese and so selected Blue Cheshire - Nantwich,
Bosworth Ash - Staffordshire, Old Worcester White and the star of the
plate, St Eadburgha made in the Vale of Evesham. This unique cheese is
made at Gorsehill Abbey Farm by Michael and Diane Stacey. St Eadburgha
is a Brie style of cheese and it’s organic but most importantly it is
creamy and delicious. This should be in the cool-box of every
homeward-bound tourist from Worcestershire. I am only sorry it was not
in ours, but a return trip is in order.
The Elms is an ideal hotel for extended families. It isn’t a cheap
option but it introduces younger members of the family to a real hotel.
Children will find plenty to do, parents will have space and quiet to
themselves, and grandparents can enjoy grandchildren in small doses and
then escape to an armchair and a good book, or a terrace and a glass of
something reviving. A unique family holiday destination.
The Elms
Stockton, Abberley, Worcester, WR6 6AT
Tel: 01299 896666
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Brocket Hall - Treats and
Retreats
Stately Homes have always held a fascination. Great houses
set amongst manicured lawns, and trees often grown
from seedlings
collected by intrepid botanists a couple of centuries ago. But now we
can enjoy not only a few hours at these magnificent estates but we can
stay and play.
When it comes to chequered and fascinating histories, Brocket Hall has
one of the most colourful of any of our stately homes. Indeed the scent
of intrigue wafts down its very corridors and into bedrooms named for
some of the most scandalous characters of British society.
The Brocket Hall as we see it today was built by renowned architect
James Paine for Sir Mathew Lamb in 1760. However, the Hall stands on
the site of two previous houses, the first of which was built in the
13th Century.
Sir Mathew's son became the first Lord Melbourne, largely thanks to his
notorious Elizabeth. She was a mistress of the Prince Regent, later
George IV, who was, unsurprisingly, a frequent houseguest at Brocket
Hall.
William Lamb, 2nd Viscount Melbourne, was a politician who
served as
Home Secretary and Prime Minister and was a mentor and close friend
of
the young Queen Victoria, who often stayed at Brocket Hall. His wife,
Lady Caroline Lamb, had a liaison with the poet Lord Byron, whom she
described as being “mad, bad and dangerous to know.” Brocket Hall is
filled with feminine anecdote of loves and lovers. Much more
interesting than wars and warriors. On the death of Melbourne in 1848,
the Hall passed to his sister, who was to marry Lord Palmerston, the
man whose mistress she had been for many years.
In 1923 the 543-acre estate was purchased by Sir Charles Nall-Cain; he
was created Baron Brocket in 1933. It was converted for
use as a
maternity hospital during World War II, and over 8000 babies were born
there. These infants, now pensioners, are called the Brocket Babies.
The estate was inherited by his son Charles Ronald Nall-Cain, who
developed the estate and turned the Hall into a conference centre for
corporate events and governmental meetings. In 1992 he built the first
of two golf courses, which was named after the second Lord Melbourne.
An ideal setting for women who want to play golf and who expect
impeccable sports facilities as well as a good lunch. The golf isn’t
mandatory, though: the grounds are ideal for gentle rambles around all
those acres.
Brocket Hall is available for private hire and boasts an impressive
ballroom where Lady Caroline Lamb first introduced the Waltz – a daring
dance which found partners locked in an embrace. It has
the
second-longest table in Britain (called ‘The Prime Minister’s Table’)
which looks stunning when laid with fine china,
sparkling glassware and
flowers for wedding parties or banquets. Huge chandeliers add still
further to the timeless elegance.
The thirty bedrooms (another sixteen at Melbourne Lodge are also
available) are decorated in sumptuous style with superb linen, original
oil paintings and antique furniture. The unspoilt views from the
windows transport one back to another era of opulence and charm.
The fine-dining restaurant Auberge du Lac is set in the grounds of
Brocket Hall. It was once a hunting lodge
and dates back to 1760. It
offers five unique dining rooms all with views across the championship
golf-course. The furnishings and attention to detail are everything
that you would expect from this Michelin-star restaurant.
Executive Chef Phil Thompson joined Auberge du Lac in 2002 as
sous-chef, after working with celebrated chefs in leading
London
kitchens including the Lanesborough (Phil was only 17 when he worked
for renowned chef Paul Gayler) and L'Escargot. He took over as
Executive Chef in 2005 and now showcases the best of British ingredients,
as well as those from further afield, with flair and dare.
It’s no surprise that he has once again retained the coveted Michelin
star. He comes from a family of chefs so his culinary success is
evidently a combination of genetics and immense skill.
The restaurant is famed not only for its haute cuisine but also for its
exceptional wine cellar of 750 bins. Auberge du Lac’s chief sommelier,
Laurent Tavernier, who has worked at Michelin-starred restaurants
around the world, is responsible for pairing the best of wine with the
best of food. He gives advice to the timid taster and presents the
connoisseur
with intriguing quaffing opportunities.
The main dining room is cosy and cottagey, more elegant than rustic
with low lights and candles to add a sense of
romance. A three-course
dinner can be had at a very affordable £55 but you will want to
take advantage of that comprehensive wine list.
We sipped our 1998 Devaux Blanc de Blanc and pondered the
menu. Half a
dozen starters and the same of main courses. I chose Foie Gras
marinated in Port and Armagnac with a garnish of gingerbread crumbs. A
rich indulgence spread on a slice of toasted brioche. Laurent Tavernier
suggested a pink Moscato called Innocent
Bystander, from Australia. A
quite exceptional lightly effervescent wine with a hint of melon, which
I will be looking out for at the wine merchant’s.
My guest, a seafood lover, was tempted by the Mullet Ceviche but,
reminded that American crayfish are now the scourge of British
waterways, he was coaxed towards the poached crayfish. We couldn’t tell
the nationality of the crustacean, but we hoped it was not native.
Riesling Dreissigacker was the wine to accompany this starter – a good
hit of citrus and a suspicion of apple.
My main course was a display of all things porcine. The fillet of pork
was butter-tender and cooked to blushing medium rare; slow-roast belly
was joined by black pudding and a sweet prune or two. It’s a popular
liaison in France, but we in these islands have traditionally served
apple with pork, so Phil Thompson coats his fillet with
this fruit,
creating an entente cordiale between the apple and dried plum. A glass
of Syrah from New Zealand was fruity with a subtle spiciness.
The Hay-baked Lamb was always going to be the main course
for my
companion. The meat was first presented in its rustic terracotta pot
with the still-glowing straw embers. The vessel was whisked away and
the meat dusted off to return as a sophisticated plate of various cuts
of lamb, a mound of couscous and a pithivier (flaky pastry pie) stuffed
with goat’s cheese, anchovy and sweetbreads. The robust flavour of the
little pie was contrasted by the sweetness of the lamb
and complemented
by a glass of Portuguese Romaneira, which was akin to port with full-on
red berry flavour and of warm character. Ideal with any red meat.
The cheese cart at Auberge du Lac is legendary. It can
muster around 25
diverse cheeses which are wheeled to one’s table on a sturdy, chunky,
wooden trolley. I would recommend that you pace yourself, or regret, as
we did, the lack of interior space to pack away a morsel or two of
tangy blue or oozing Brie, but we couldn’t resist the desserts on
offer.
My fellow diner once again chose an item cooked its own container.
Honey-glazed Fig Tatin with Walnut Praline arrived in a
miniature
cast-iron casserole. Those little fruits still speak of warmer and more
exotic climes, even though they are common in supermarkets these days.
If one can’t pick figs warm from the tree then perhaps Phil Thompson’s
confection comes a close second. Another Riesling was in order with
this dessert. Mount Horrocks Cordon Cut from Clare Valley, Australia
had the sweetness of honey with ripe citrus notes.
Granny Smith Soufflé, Poached Blackberries and Condensed Milk
was the title of my finishing dish. I could tell you how much I love
grassy fresh apple desserts; I could mention that blackberries remind
me of childhood in warm late summer. Truth is that anything with
condensed milk has got to be a winner. All the flavours and textures of
this combination married together to give a twist to that traditional
favourite of apples-and-blackberries. A glass of amber Jurançon
from Chateau Joly was a perfect choice and is even available in some
supermarkets.
I am sometimes disappointed by Michelin-starred restaurants. Perhaps
one has unrealistic expectations. Chefs are only human and there is
only so much innovation and polish that a humble plate of food can
stand. Phil Thompson and his team are serving some of the best dishes
around, at realistic prices, in a location that will entice you back
for those special occasions. I defy anyone who has a passion for food
to leave disappointed. Auberge du Lac surpassed all expectations.
Brocket Hall is situated just 22 miles from the West End of London.
Seven miles away, Luton International airport offers private jet
facilities. Alternatively, helicopters may be landed on the front lawn
by prior arrangement.
London is indeed one of the world's great cities. It’s a
magnet for tourists from every corner of the globe. They come to visit
famed monuments, museums stuffed with priceless antiquities, galleries
hung with portraits of the famed and fabled, and a nice bit of shopping.
It’s a big town and London prides itself on its multicultural
diversity. One can visit cafés selling Caribbean jerk chicken,
buy a sari and some spices in an Asian neighbourhood, or enjoy some
steaming baskets of dim sum in Chinatown, and it’s all within easy
reach of the Hyatt Regency London – The Churchill. It’s conveniently
situated to take advantage of public transport, and half the fun of
visiting London is sitting atop a red bus or navigating the “Tube”.
I am a frequent visitor to central London so I have a focus on
accommodation rather than sights. I am not an over-critical guest but I
have high expectations when I travel. Comfort and good service are at
the top of my agenda. A warm welcome awaits every guest at The
Churchill, and I always leave reluctantly, and that is the best
accolade one can give.
The Churchill offers the visitor a 5-star refuge from the
bag-burdened throngs of Oxford Street, which is just 100 yards or so
away. Selfridges is just a short stroll eastward. A day of retail
therapy will leave one elated and exhausted, but a dinner and a comfy
bed will revive those weary bones for a repeat performance the next day.
This hotel does double duty as an exceptional base for business as well
as a family-friendly resort for those lucky ones who are not working.
The hotel offers 12 function rooms for top-level meetings as well as
private events – it even has a wedding licence. The facilities within
the hotel and its location make this an ideal choice for those
businessmen who want to bring their families with them.
Wives will love the department stores and shops of Oxford Street and
Bond Street, as well as the independent boutiques of Marylebone. The
Concierge is the person who will help you with recommendations and
tickets for West End stage shows and cinemas. Plenty going on inside
the hotel, though. How’s about a Cupcake Master Class with the chef?
Ideal for a group as it’s fun for all ages. Or perhaps the Food and
Wine Party Master Class for those who want to return home with some
extra culinary skills. The hotel has a 24-hour state-of-the-art fitness
centre, and a floodlit tennis court located in Portman Square just
across the road, or one could walk in Hyde Park to wear off some of
those calories.
There are lots of reminders of the eponymous politician here, as one
would expect. The Chartwell Suite is the largest of the hotel's
function rooms and is named after Sir Winston Churchill's home in Kent.
There are three Cabinet Suites, Marlborough and Blenheim Rooms for
meetings or lunch, as well as the Spencer and the Randolph Rooms to
continue that historic theme. One might spot figurines or busts of the
rotund politician as one wanders the halls.
Technology is writ (or should one say ‘texted’) large here. There are
so many of us who must work when we are away that I was pleased to find
a real desk in our room. There is an iPod docking station and TV for
those who need in-room entertainment, and newspapers delivered to your
door. Everything here for work and play.
The rooms are truly luxurious. The king-size beds are laid with that
white linen that I prefer; I never have been keen on multi-coloured
spreads. The pillows are mile-high, puffy towers that are a magnet
after a few hours on the hoof. Sink into those piles and the next
you’ll know, it’s dinner time. The rooms are in calming muted colours
and many have views over the square and the aforementioned tennis
courts. That oasis is having its pavements widened to create more
leisure space. There is talk of a flower stall and some striking
sculpture. An area for both art and activity.
Guests can enjoy a wide array of dining opportunities at The Montagu
which offers British and European seasonal dishes, but it’s the
traditional afternoon tea which is an unmissable event here, as the
Montagu restaurant won The Tea Guild's Award of Excellence 2010. On the
other hand one might choose Locanda Locatelli, which serves
award-winning Italian cuisine from the celebrated chef Giorgio
Locatelli; while the iconic traditional Churchill Bar has all the
classic cocktails that one would expect from such a smart
establishment. Plenty of choice here at any time of day.
A recent survey revealed that travellers look forward to breakfast more
than any other meal when staying at hotels. This traveller is very much
of that mind. The breakfasts here are outstanding, with enough variety
for the practised grazer and plenty of alternatives for those who have
bodies like temples. The hotel has such a cosmopolitan clientele that
it is obliged to provide foods for every possible dietary need.
I spend much of my time in hotels these days but Hyatt Regency London –
The Churchill remains one of my preferred stop-overs. Service is
impeccable and the location cannot be beaten. Yes, it’s 5 star but it
has a pleasing air of informality. Most importantly the rooms are comfy
and well appointed. They have many regular guests here who appreciate
class, style and amenity. Come to London to visit the Hyatt and perhaps
go out to see the sights if you have time.
Hyatt Regency London - The Churchill
30 Portman Square, London, W1H 7BH
Phone: +44 20 7486 5800
Fax: +44 20 7486 1255
Email: london.churchill@hyatt.com
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Castle House Hotel, Hereford
I confess, this isn’t a part of the country I know well.
OK, it’s true, I am a city sort but I am increasingly charmed by
our
beautiful
towns and rolling hills. I have even bought a pair of
green wellies for kicking through leafy forests and dewy dells.
Hereford is a city, as it boasts a cathedral. A cathedral
has
stood
in Hereford since Saxon times. The building we see today is a
fine example of the mason’s craft, culminating in the twentieth-century
New Library Building which houses the celebrated Chained Library. The
oldest and most important book is the eighth-century Hereford Gospels.
It’s one of a couple of hundred medieval manuscripts which now occupy
two sections of the Chained Library, a truly unique and
thought-provoking area which takes one back to an era when books were
rare and libraries even rarer. I wonder if we are coming full circle
with that issue.
The world-famous Mappa Mundi is on display at the
cathedral. The Hereford Mappa Mundi is a map of the world, dating
from
around
1300 and is the largest medieval map known to still exist.
It is drawn on a single sheet of vellum (animal skin).
A must-see when you visit Hereford.
The Wye Valley countryside around Hereford is some of the loveliest in
Britain. It’s designated an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty. The
River Wye runs through the valley creating tranquil and picturesque
vistas. The landscape typifies Chocolate-box-top England with fields,
hedges and grazing sheep. Yes, it does still exist.
Castle House stands in a calm and classy corner of Hereford, but eight
or nine hundred years ago the site was a busy
crossroads in the old Saxon city, near to the ancient Hereford Castle.
Now
the
traffic is mostly children heading down Castle Street to
school. It’s a privately-owned townhouse hotel and rumoured to be most
luxurious in Hereford. That’s a lie. No, not the bit about it being the
best hotel in Hereford, but it is not one but two townhouses merged
together to make a single architectural stunner.
In the early 18th century, a local businessman built a pair of fine
Georgian villas in what was then the middle of the road. The two houses
looked directly down Castle Street towards the cathedral at the end.
The rear of the building was added in the second half of the 19th
century when the then-owner Frederick Boulton was granted permission to
remove the party wall to make one magnificent house. There is little
evidence of the conversion apart from the wide and imposing front door
and the striking staircase in the hall.
From the 1920s Castle House was a boarding house then in the1940s it
became a hotel for gentlefolk. It’s now been renovated with taste and
sympathy. This Grade II listed building is privately-owned by local
farmer David Watkins, whose produce features on the hotel menu and
whose daughter now works at the hotel. Original features remain, whilst
the hotel offers discerning guests high-end comfort in both public
rooms and private suites.
The suites here are sumptuous. Ours had high ceilings, tall windows
with a view towards the cathedral. The sitting area will likely be
larger than your lounge at home. The oval desk sported a decanter of
sherry but the guest need not worry that old-fashioned charm was
maintained at the expense of 21st century technology.
Every room has broadband access, TV
and music facilities. One can work and play.
The four-poster bed was a delight and the linen was turned down each
evening. The bathroom was well appointed with a selection of pampering
toiletries that would have one lingering in steamy bliss. My advice
would be to leave such soaking till after dinner or you might just miss
a culinary treat.
The Castle Restaurant is one of the finest in Herefordshire. The
kitchen might be small but chef Claire Nicholls presents food that has
visual impact as well as being delicious. Claire trained at Hereford
Technical College and then at the Birmingham College of
Food. She lived in Hong Kong for two years and fell in love with Asian
gastronomy, and that has had an influence on her choice of ingredients
and presentation, which is delicate and thoughtful. She is a local girl
but it’s her mum who noticed the vacancy at the hotel and thought that her
talented
daughter
would enjoy returning home. Claire has been with
Castle House for more than eight years and has worked as Head Chef for
three. The restaurant has twice been awarded 3 AA Rosettes and Claire
is one of the very few female head chefs in the UK to have achieved
that. She has a quiet manner, but is well able to handle the rigours of
a professional kitchen.
She takes pride in sourcing fresh ingredients from local producers and
it’s no surprise that one of those suppliers is the owner of the hotel,
who also owns Ballingham Farm. It’s only eight miles from Hereford and
has been in David’s family for 120 years. They have a 100-strong
pedigree Hereford herd, the meat from which is used in Claire's recipes
whenever it’s available.
My guest ordered the Warm Salad of Wood Pigeon, Caramelised Apples,
Quail Eggs and Black Pudding. These birds are a good introduction to
game. This pigeon was mild flavoured, moist and tender.
I had already perused the menu and decided on my main
course, so opted for a light starter of Warm Salad of Beetroot,
Lentils, Walnuts and Quail Eggs. A tapestry of texture and taste.
Pan-fried Seabass was my companion’s choice for main course. The fish
was perched atop a mound of Lime and Vanilla Mash which was a unique
and excellent accompaniment to the sweet fish. Pakchoi
was
the
very Asian element here and the consumer of the above was a
contented diner.
I was bound to pick the Rib Eye of Herefordshire Beef. Whilst I can’t
swear that this cut came from David’s farm I should say that it was
succulent and full of bovine flavour. I am not a great meat eater but
it’s no surprise even to me that this is one of the most popular dishes
here. Several American guests ordered the same and all appreciated the
substantial plate. Yes, dear US visitors, we do have excellent food in
the UK. Please spread the word to the folks back home.
Save a little space for dessert. We both enjoyed Sticky Banana and Date
Pudding, Butterscotch Sauce, Roast
Bananas, Vanilla Ice. Don’t rush. Order a pudding wine or some coffee
and relax in candlelight and the gentle buzz of convivial conversation.
Our stay was too short. We will be tempted back in summer.
Perhaps we will sit by the old moat and watch the ducks, take a stroll
around the old town, but we will be sure to be back for lunch. No, this
isn’t a cheap hotel option but it is value for money. You get what you
pay for, and the memories are priceless.
Breakfast is served from 7am - 10am
Lunch from 12 noon - 2pm
Dinner from 7pm - 10pm
(9pm on Sundays and Bank Holidays)
Castle House Hotel
Castle Street,
Hereford, HR1 2NW
Phone: +44 (0) 1432 356321
Fax us on: +44 (0) 1432 365909
Email: info@castlehse.co.uk
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the bell at skenfrith,
Monmouthshire
the bell (note the corporate lower-case letters) at
Skenfrith, Monmouthshire could easily be overlooked. You need
to
know
it’s there and it’s worth the drive down a few country lanes to
reach – although some guests have been known to arrive by helicopter.
It’s a restored 17th century coaching inn and was in a state of deep
dilapidation when it was rescued from total ruin by William and Janet
Hutchings. The work has been extensive but it’s been so sympathetically
executed that original features have been retained and there is a sense
of architectural continuity and harmony. This charming traditional
white building nestles by a stone bridge which straddles the river
Monnow - whence comes the name of the county.
the bell was
re-opened in 2001 and already has an enviable reputation.
Visit Wales has awarded the bell Five Stars and they
are well deserved. There are polished black flagstone floors in the bar
and restaurant areas and the open log fire is a draw in
the winter months for those returning from an invigorating walk. This
is a popular region for ramblers and the bell provides
a selection of maps for those who want to take advantage of the
spectacular scenery. Plenty of history just a few yards away in the
village of Skenfrith which boasts the remains of its very own castle.
It’s one of the Marches Castles which were strategic Norman
fortifications built in the 13th century.
Those aforementioned walkers can take the opportunity to toast frigid
toes by the fire, whilst the sofas beckon loungers who might prefer to
pass some time with newspapers or
a good book. Outdoor sorts and the rest of us might have stayed the
night, in which case we will be refreshed from a good night’s sleep in
one of the eleven delightful bedrooms. These rooms are
far from the rubber-stamp spaces that one finds in those famous hotel
chains – one wakes to the same wallpaper and curtains in Paris as one
does in Prague. Here each individually-designed bedroom is furnished
with tasteful antiques and pictures. There are thoughtful touches such
as a jar of biscuits (cookies) and even a little something for a
nightcap. All bathrooms are en-suite and sumptuous. Ours was
marvellously appointed and piled with fluffy towels, bath robes and the
high-end toiletries that one would hope for in such an agreeable
establishment – worthy of stealing. The view over the garden at the
rear was beautiful, with a tree, bare of leaf but hanging with
mistletoe, taking pride of place on a cold February afternoon.
The organic kitchen garden was established four years ago but it is
expanding to provide even more produce for the head chef Rupert Taylor.
He studied in Bath and his first position was at Homewood Park as
commis chef to Gary Jones (now executive head chef at Le Manoir aux
Quat’ Saisons). There Rupert was part of the team that gained three
rosettes and a Michelin star. Rupert left to join Royal Crescent Hotel
in Bath and then on to Heston Blumenthal’s Fat Duck.
From there he went to work for Jamie Oliver at his Fifteen Restaurant
in Cornwall and then took a “gap year” to travel the world. He loves
snowboarding and surfing but returned to join the bell.
Rupert’s Modern British cooking uses mostly locally-sourced and seasonal
ingredients,
some
of which have travelled only a few yards. He liaises
with Michele Civil, the bell’s organic kitchen gardener. She is a
transplanted Yorkshire lass who bubbles with enthusiasm for her organic
fruit and veggies. Her produce has helped
to
win
two AA Rosettes. The kitchen garden has been featured in ITV
Wales' 'A Little Piece Of Paradise’.
The food is some of the best in Wales. The menu isn’t long but offers
something for every taste. Rupert, Michele and the proprietors William
and Janet, know the butcher and the folks who dive for scallops; they
work closely with other vegetable growers. Your plate will be full of
delicious and seasonal fare and the presentation is guaranteed to be
outstanding. Yes, one eats with one’s eyes but these dishes are to be
savoured. A meal at the bell should be lingered over.
We settled ourselves on a sofa by the bar and enjoyed an amuse-bouche
while we contemplated the food menu and the outstanding wine list. We
nibbled pork gougons, herb straws, demi-tasses of soup and savoury
bites. Ideal to accompany an aperitif. There is even a local vodka so
do try a tot of that.
In 2008, William finally achieved his dream of a walk-in
wine cellar to house his considerable stock of wine, champagne and
cognac. These are all at very reasonable prices per bottle but there is
a good selection of more than a dozen wines and champagnes that one can
enjoy by the glass. One could create one’s own wine flight without
breaking the bank. William’s passion for wine is not just a passing
phase: he asked for a subscription to Decanter magazine on
his
12th
birthday. He was apparently influenced by his uncle who headed
the Fine Wine department of Harvey’s of Bristol.
I ordered the Scallops with Chorizo as my starter. The salt of the salami
contrasted
with
the sweetness of those morsels of seafood. Rupert has
an eye for imaginative yet apt presentation. My guest
chose Mackerel which, although not exactly local either, was a good
representation of the finest of British seafood. We have such abundance
around our shores that it’s a shame to export it to mainland Europe.
Let’s enjoy it at home.
I had expected something exceptional from Rupert and the main courses
did not disappoint. My pork dish was a visual and epicurean stunner.
The loin was pink as a baby’s bottom and the confit was as tender and
flavourful as I have ever had. Quality meat
treated
with
respect allowing its natural flavour to take centre stage.
My companion was wooed by the Brecon beef. A sirloin cooked just
rare – blushing but not oozing red. The mini streak-and-kidney pudding
was proclaimed a triumph. Once again Rupert shows confidence, skill and
humour, and the proof of the pudding was indeed in the eating. A
signature dish if ever there was one.
Dessert had the very un-Welsh pineapple as its key ingredient. Pain
Perdu (OK, so it’s eggy bread) with roasted pineapple and a fromage
frais ice cream was excellent. The fruit and bread element would be
simple to replicate at home and the ice cream is well worth trying if
one has access to an ice cream maker. Subtle yet memorable.
They are civilised at the bell. They offer breakfast from 9am, but
earlier by arrangement. This isn’t motorway services offering food on
the run. One is cosseted, pampered and lulled into a cosy and content
stupor here. Wander down to breakfast when you have
enjoyed the papers and an early morning cuppa in your room. Try the
cooked Welsh breakfast along with some toast and Michele’s homemade
blackcurrant jam. Take a jar home to remind you of a
couple of days of secluded bliss, some gentle exercise, a glass or two
of outstanding wine, a night in a four-poster and the chance to read
that best-seller by a real fire. One visit will never be
enough.
Directions from London
Take the M4 over the new Severn Bridge as far as
junction 24. Then take the A449 to Raglan, where it turns into the A40
to Monmouth, through the tunnel and straight over the lights. at the
roundabout, take the first exit left. At the traffic lights, turn right
onto the Hereford Road. Travel out of Monmouth for approximately 4
miles and turn left onto the B4521 towards Abergavenny. the bell is 3
miles on the left hand side.
the bell at skenfrith
Skenfrith
Monmouthshire
NP7 8UH
Phone: 01600 750235
Fax: 01600 750525
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Whisky & Cheese
Matching at the Athenaeum
This was our first visit to this most charming of central
London hotels. Its location is hard to beat, being on
Piccadilly and between Green Park and Hyde Park Corner Underground
stations. It graces a plot opposite the aforementioned Green Park and
extends that theme of verdant lushness to its very walls. Yes, The
Athenaeum sports a living façade of vegetation which is quite
remarkable.
The building has had a long and fascinating history which I shall
explore further in my following feature in a few weeks. It successfully
juggles the comforts and daring panache of a high-end contemporary
hotel whilst artfully retaining classic features. The Athenaeum has
‘cosy’ writ large. It has contrived intimate spaces at every turn, not
the least of which is the celebrated whisky bar. It’s rumoured to
accommodate the largest collection of the eponymous beverage outside
bonny Scotland.
Executive Chef David Marshall is passionate about fresh
produce and one can add cheese to that list. He has created cheese with
the finest of artisan cheese-makers. It’s not just the finished article
that holds fascination for this chef but also the
alchemy of transforming milk into a variety of memorable savoury
temptations – each one with its own distinct characteristics of taste
and texture and visual appeal.
We sampled a selection of remarkable cheeses and a couple of noteworthy
whiskies. My advice would be to choose your whisky first and then ask
the sommelier to construct a cheeseboard to complement your spirit.
Take a small chunk of cheese and nibble before you sip. Add a dash of
water to your glass to release the full complexity of the celebrated
Water of Life. Turn your tasting into a masterclass.
Whisky and cheese together add up to an unsurpassable combination. The
range of flavours spanned by first class cheese and whisky is so vast
that matching them can be quite a tricky business. Whisky Sommelier
Angelo, Executive Chef David and Cheese Expert Alex James feel
confident that they have found the ultimate combinations of outstanding
whisky and fine cheese. Sometimes it's the most unlikely combinations
that produce the most spectacular results.
Blue Monday & Balvenie Doublewood 12yr old
Blue Monday from Tain, near Inverness, is creamy and
makes the perfect
foil for the gently spicy Speyside Malt Balvenie
Doublewood. Connecting
the two together gives them an electrifying lift,
pulling out
hidden
harmonics from within their depths. Notes and flavours include: Spicy
orange, toffee, honey and liquorice.
Westcombe Cheddar & Chivas Regal 12yr old
On 15 January 2009, our Executive Chef David Marshall and
a few of his
kitchen team visited the Lower Westcombe Farm in Shepton Mallet in
Somerset. Cheese has been made on this Farm since the 1890’s and they
have won the Gold World Cheese Award in 2010. This cheese has been
maturing on our premises for nearly 18 months and is now ready to eat.
The Blended Scotch Chivas 12yr old is amber in colour and with its
harmonious aroma of herbs is the perfect match for our Westcombe
Cheddar.
Suffolk Gold & Gentleman Jack
A semi-hard farmhouse cheese with a delicious flavour and
a rich,
golden colour. The cheese making is a family business, the milk comes
from a herd of pedigree Guernsey cows and the cheese is produced using
traditional methods. Gentleman Jack is the first new Whiskey from the
Jack Daniel Distillery for 100 years and is blended
based on a private
recipe from Mr. Jack. Its smooth and satisfying taste brings out hidden
flavours in the cheese
and
the
two
matched
together
make
for
a
stunning
finish.
Parmigiano Reggiano & Aberfeldy 12yr old
Gourmets consider Parmigiano Reggiano a splendid "table
cheese" for
eating, not merely for grating. Parmigiano Reggiano is made from raw
cow's milk. Traditionally, cows have to be fed only on grass or hay,
producing grass-fed milk. The outcome is a rich, fruity flavour with a
flaky, grainy texture. Aberfeldy 12yr old has a distinct fruity nose
with
notes of pineapple and cereal and boasts a syrupy palate. With a
slightly spicy finish, this Whisky complements the rich flavour of the
cheese and balances the best of both worlds.
Golden Cross Goats Cheese & Dewar’s 12yr old
Golden Cross Cheese Company is a family owned business
that has been
producing award winning goat's cheeses on the farm since 1989. The herd
of 300 goats grazes outside during the summer and is fed hay all year
round. The cheese is made daily on the farm. Each log is lightly
charcoaled and becomes denser, creamier and fuller flavoured as it
matures. This cheese is matched with Dewar’s 12yr old, a blended Whisky
with a hint of Scottish heather and a fruity nose. The hint of oak
complements the flavour of the cheese and the sweetness of the Whisky
blends perfectly with the creamy taste of the cheese.
Tornegus & Glenfiddich 12yr old
This Cheese is made in Somerset and matured in Surrey by
washing the
rind with Kentish wine and sprinkling the cheese with lemon verbena and
peppermint. It has a pungent aroma and a smooth texture. The 12yr old
Speyside Single Malt Glenfiddich features elegantly rounded flavours
and its notes of fresh pears and subtle oak harmonize perfectly with
the silky and sweetish finish of the cheese.
1 pairing £15
4 pairings £50
The Athenaeum,
116 Piccadilly, Mayfair, London W1J 7BJ
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Men’s Afternoon
Tea at De Ville restaurant
The Mandeville Hotel is located in the trendy Marylebone
Village, within a few minutes’ walk of some of London's most exciting
shops, art galleries and Mayfair hotspots. The hotel is on Mandeville
Place which must be one of the most elegant yet overlooked corners of
this neighbourhood – known by locals but passed by tourists.
The Mandeville’s classic facade hides a contemporary gem. A
well-appointed hotel, a bar that will soon have the reputation as the
place to be seen, and a restaurant that is a striking and versatile
space designed by world-celebrated interior designer Stephen Ryan. De
Ville Restaurant is both relaxed and sophisticated with an ambiance
that changes as the day passes.
The décor of the dining room is of monochrome
floral wallpaper of bold design with unique wall lights in the form of
Venetian masks. The lounge area where tea is mostly taken offers the
visitor sofas in chunky cord upholstery, puffy cushions and some truly
original furniture. A comfy spot yet one that does make a fashion
statement.
Men's Afternoon Tea at The Mandeville Hotel is the only Afternoon Tea
especially for men in London. It’s a suitably masculine event but one
which panders to refined taste. This particular tea also offers the
guest a range of whiskies as well as the usual champagne. The Tiffany
blue china is devoid of those chintzy roses that manly sorts often find
intimidating.
.
Men’s Afternoon Tea has robust sandwiches such as Crab and Shrimp in
basil bread, Roasted Sirloin with red onion thyme jam in foccacia bread
( a particular hit with my manly guest), Beef and Chicken Satay with
chilli créme fraiche for dipping, Grilled Mediterranean
vegetables with tallegio, gratinated, on black olive ciabatta (an open
sandwich and full of favour). Morecombe Bay Potted Shrimps were served
with Gentlemen’s Relish and toast, which made this savoury selection a
worthy meal in its own right.
Man cannot live by savoury snacks alone so this tea offered an
assortment of pastries and cakes. Double Chocolate Brownie, Fruit Cake
with Buffalo Trace Bourbon, Lemon-Basil Tarts, Chocolate-Blueberry
Cheesecake, Fig Chocolate Beignets, could all be garnishing your
personal masculine three-tier stand. Scones, in my opinion, should
always be included and they were here, freshly baked, with bowls of
Devonshire clotted cream and strawberry jam. A splendid show.
Special mention must go to the Fig Chocolate Beignet. Looking like a
small doughnut, the soft and spongy jacket protected a layer of
chocolate and a whole fruit. This was quite a delicious innovation and
one that I will be driven to replicate in my own home. Far from mundane.
Selected teas and herbal infusions are served to help down the mounds
of savouries and sweets. The Mandeville Special Blend is a good
standard tea, but the delicate Jing vanilla black tea was my guest’s
beverage for the afternoon. There are a couple of whiskies here to add
even more to the male teatime experience. Choose from Lowland Rosebank
12yr Old, Highland Glen Garioch 15yr Old, or Speyside Balvenie 12yr
Old, any of which might appeal to those who arrive frozen after arduous
hours accompanying enthusiastic shoppers – they have an excuse for a
warming glass.
Afternoon Tea for the ladies includes a selection of traditional
sandwiches such as Scottish Smoked Salmon, Free Range Egg
Mayonnaise with Cress, Home Cooked Ham with Grain Mustard, Roasted
Organic Chicken, and Cucumber. The Freshly Baked Raisin Scones, etc,
are also a fixture along with a decadent and substantial assortment of
pastries and cakes. The Zandra’s Pink Meringues are show-stoppers and
big enough to defeat even the most ardent meringue lover. You might
find a cupcake with delicate icing (these are also presented garnished
with a candle for those special surprise occasions that one always
dreads). Miniature éclairs and rose macaroons could also put in
an appearance along with the ever-popular chocolate brownie.
You will obviously want a cup of reviving tea with your indulgent
treat. Flowering Osmanthus, Whole Chamomile Flowers, Peppermint Leaf,
Whole Rose Buds, Jing Blackcurrant & Hibiscus are all suitably
feminine. The rose tea is perfumed and seems somehow appropriate for
the china, designed by the aforementioned Zandra – none other than the
celebrated Zandra Rhodes. Perhaps a glass of fizz would help the sweets
along and the Champagne Afternoon Tea here is rather good value.
De Ville restaurant is contemporary but with the classic attentive
service that one always hopes to find in boutique London hotels. It
offers an island of tranquillity just a stone’s throw from the throb of
city energy from the capital’s retail hub. Fine food with a touch of
innovation at a reasonable price. An accessible gem.
Visit here
for the Christmas Afternoon Tea.
Men’s Afternoon Tea £23.50
Whisky Afternoon Tea £31.00
Champagne Cocktail Afternoon Tea £33.00
Champagne Afternoon Tea £31.00
Laurent Perrier Rose by the Bottle £93.00
Afternoon tea is available from 3pm to 5.30pm Monday to Saturday
Breakfast
Monday to Friday from 7.00am to 10.00am
Saturday and Sunday from 8.00am to 11.00am
Lunch is served between 12.30pm and 3.00pm
Dinner is served between 7.00pm and 11.00pm
Reservations: +44 (0)20 7935 4040
De Ville Restaurant
The Mandeville Hotel, Mandeville Place, London W1U 2BE
Telephone: +44 (0)207 935 5599
Facsimile: +44 (0)207 935 9588
Email: info@mandeville.co.uk
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Langtry’s Restaurant
The Cadogan Hotel in Sloane Street, Knightsbridge, was
built in 1887. The name commemorates the Earls Cadogan, who, through
their company Cadogan Estates have owned Sloane Street and the
surrounding area for generations.
This marvellously appointed Victorian luxury hotel was, soon after its
opening, to play host to the arrest of playwright Oscar Wilde. On April
6 1895, genteel Victorian society was rocked by the “incident”, in room
118, which was immortalised by John Betjeman’s poem, “The Arrest of
Oscar Wilde at the Cadogan Hotel”:
“Mr. Woilde, we ‘ave come for tew take yew
Where felons and criminals dwell:
We must ask yew tew leave with us quoietly
For this is the Cadogan Hotel.”
The poem recounts the arrest of the Irish writer on various charges of
indecency. Wilde was convicted and jailed for two years.
Perrier Jouët Champagne was Oscar Wilde’s drink of choice during
his visits to The Cadogan, and I am sure he missed it when incarcerated
in Reading Jail. Following his arrest he asked his partner to pay his
“PJ” bill, hence ensuring its everlasting link with the hotel.
Actress Lillie Langtry was a friend of Oscar’s. She was a celebrated
beauty and was nicknamed the "Jersey Lily". She had a number of
prominent lovers, including the future king of England, Edward VII. She
lived at 21 Pont Street from 1892 to 1897. That’s a red-brick
building conveniently connected to the Cadogan. Even after she had sold
the house and it had been incorporated into the hotel, Lillie would
stay in her old bedroom, which was where she entertained her royal
admirer.
The décor of the dining room is subtle
in
taupe
tones.
The
walls
are
resplendent
with
plaster
mouldings,
and
that
artistry
continues
onto
the
ceiling
where
hangs
a
crystal
chandelier,
said
to
have
been
there
when
this
room
was
part
of
Lillie’s
home.
It’s
a
small and
sophisticated dining room which has a magnificent Carrera marble Louis
XIV fireplace as a focal point. This is bijou elegance seldom found
these days. It is unique in that it not only seems Victorian but indeed
is Victorian, and very much reminds one of those days of opulence and
scandal, of boastful architecture and proud tradition.
Langtry's offers a range of classic British dishes executed by Head
Chef Oliver Lesnik. Yes, classic but thoughtfully tweaked for
contemporary appeal. The dinner menu has a comprehensive bill of fare
and lunch has a list that is equally tempting although shorter.
My starter was Italian Ham and Grilled Figs. Simply plated yet having
all the charm of a still-life. The figs glistened with caramelised
sugar which gave texture and sweetness to the delicately perfumed
fruit. A small flute of bread (made in the kitchen on the premises)
completed that introduction to the style of Oliver’s food.
Smoked Salmon with Caper Berries was what appealed to my guest. This
was an honest, generous and unfussy serving of this traditional
appetiser. No intricate roses of fishy flesh. No folds of constructed
piscatorial pleats. Just a plate covered with smoked salmon and a
little garnish was well received.
Beef Stew with celery and a rich gravy was bound to be my companion’s
main course on such a chilly winter’s day. Chunks of tender meat were
joined by a side order of the creamiest creamed potatoes to add still
more comfort to an already warm and homely dish. An old-fashioned
delight.
I am seldom persuaded by a steak but our neighbours had ordered the
spatchcock chicken from the Grill section of the menu, and those
boarded meals did look enticing. I settled on the sirloin steak and it
was cooked to pink-interiored perfection. Marked by the grill and
well-flavoured, it was everything that a carnivore could ask for. For
those of us who eat beef so seldom, it is indeed a treat and one that I
savoured at Langtry’s.
The dessert list offered me Eton Mess with Cherries, amongst others.
This is a very traditional pud and is said to be the result of a
culinary accident at the eponymous boy’s school. One should perhaps be
grateful to the slippery floors and ungainly waiters of that
establishment, although I am sure no such creature exists within
Langtry’s.
My guest tucked into Banana Bread and a substantial scoop of real
clotted cream. Another memory of teatime cakes. That is perhaps the
theme of this restaurant: it evokes thoughts of gentler days when life
was less hurried. A place to return to again and again.
Langtry’s has a popular offer for weekends:
Saturday and Sunday Lunch.
This offer is valid for a maximum of 6 people per booking.
£45.00 for 3 courses including Champagne Perrier Jouët.
£35.00 for 3 courses including Louis de Custine Champagne.
Opening hours
Breakfast
07.00 am - 10.30 am (Monday to Friday)
08.00 am - 11.00 am (Saturday and Sunday)
Lunch
12.00 am - 2.30 pm (Monday to Sunday)
Dinner
6.00 pm - 10.30 pm (Monday to Saturday)
The park mentioned in the name of the hotel is none other
than Hyde Park. It’s that iconic open space that, along
with
Regents
Park,
has
provided
both
Londoners
and
visitors
with
some
much-needed
breathing
space.
Hyde
Park
and
Kensington
Gardens
are
a
walk
away
from
the
Royal
Park
Hotel
but
it
is
also
thankfully
close
to
public
transport
links
for
those
occasions
when
travel
by
foot
is
a
step
too
far:
Paddington
Station
with
both
rail
and
Underground,
and
a
famous
bear,
in
one direction and Lancaster Gate tube in the other.
It’s only 15 minutes from Heathrow on the Heathrow Express. An ideal
location for overseas guests.
Royal Park Hotel is an early-Victorian building comprising three
restored mid 19th-century Grade II listed townhouses,
of the style so often seen in period dramas. Iron railings, a short
flight of steps to black glossy doors, polished brass nameplates,
pillars, and sash windows all contrive to give the impression of
traditional English opulence and charm, and there is an interior that
continues that stylish theme.
The reception area is a light and spacious hall with tiled floor and an
imposing sideboard which acts as the hotel honour bar. Stairs to the
lower ground floor lead to the courtyard garden, a welcome addition to
any city hotel. A cosy garden for a cup of afternoon tea or an evening
glass of champagne and a brace of canapés, both fizz and nibbles
coming with the compliments of the manager.
We were shown to our 1st floor
suite. A
charming room with a lofty
four-poster bed which will be considered a romantic asset by all but
those who suffer from vertigo or those much under average height.
Impressive, and one of the most comfortable beds I have ever graced.
Cinnamon-coloured walls and high ceilings were complemented by
well-chosen oil paintings.
A small ante-room acted as both TV room and breakfast room for the
duration of our stay. A table with two chairs, and French doors onto a
small balcony with a view over trees to similarly historic town houses.
It’s a surprisingly tranquil corner of the capital.
I had some work to do so was pleased to learn that Wi-Fi was available
in the bedroom along with a desk with power points, as one would expect
from a luxury hotel. And a second TV in the bedroom for the use of
unreasonable partners who would prefer an evening sans World Cup.
The bathroom was large and sported two Victorian-style basins with
limestone surrounds, UK and US bathroom shaver outlets, full bath with
limestone tiles and some rather nice toiletries which I confess I was
driven to snaffle. Not a habit which I would ordinarily condone but I
consider it a compliment to the good taste of the hotel management.
A separate WC with the same antique porcelain added to the luxury.
Plenty of wardrobe space here along with dressing gowns and slippers.
Another cupboard contained the well-stocked mini-bar and safe deposit
box. Several polished wood chests of drawers gave enough storage for
even the most dedicated shopaholic.
The Royal Park Hotel doesn’t have a restaurant but Thierry Tomasin’s
Angelus Restaurant does the honours for private dining. Tomasin was
chief sommelier at Le Gavroche before becoming the General Manager at
the celebrated Aubergine Restaurant in Chelsea, prior to opening
Angelus in 2008. What could be better than a sumptuous dinner served in
your room?
We slept like logs but had no worries about the lack of a dining room
here. We had ordered our breakfast the afternoon before. It arrived at
the designated hour along with the morning papers. We chose to have a
light bite this morning with the Park Breakfast: lots of hot toast and
conserves, orange juice, large pot of tea, muesli, yoghurt and warm
croissants. For those visitors who have heard so much about the
celebrated British breakfast, The Royal Park has a very decent Full
English Breakfast. Nice to see an A la Carte selection with enough
choice to satisfy any dietary needs or preferences. Porridge with spicy
apple compote and maple syrup sounds divine on a cold London morning,
but a French friend who often visits the hotel is in love with
soft-boiled eggs and buttered soldiers. The aforementioned soldiers are
not members of HM armed forces but fingers of bread for dipping into
golden-yoked egg.
We had a fitting end to a thoroughly relaxing break. This hotel is a
perfect bolthole for visitors from out of town, and beyond these shores.
The Royal Park Hotel overview:
48 elegantly furnished rooms and suites
24-hour room service and Concierge service
Great for access to Central London and West End including Oxford Street
and Notting Hill
Fully equipped meeting room
Private dining available in all rooms
Private garden terrace
15 minutes from Heathrow on the Heathrow Express
Complementary Wi-Fi Internet for all guests
The Royal Park Hotel
3 Westbourne Terrace, Lancaster Gate, Hyde Park, London W2 3UL
Tel. 44 (0)20 7479 6600
Fax: 44 (0)20 7479 6601
Email: info@theroyalpark.com
Visit The Royal Park Hotel here
Nipa Thai Restaurant
A couple of decades ago a Thai restaurant was rare. It’s
the advent of cheaper long-haul flights and more
adventurous eating habits
that has allowed this exciting and vibrant cuisine a foothold in
London. Its flavours combine the whole available spectrum from sweet to
spicy and everything in between.
There are good Thai restaurants all over the capital and these days
most high streets have an example. One of the best, however, is neatly
tucked away inside the anonymous confines of the Lancaster London hotel
at Lancaster Gate. The 1960 facade offers not a hint of the exotic
opulence awaiting the diner on the first floor.
It might seem a bit cheeky to walk through those revolving doors into
one of the smartest 5-star hotels in London. It is, however, a public
restaurant open to passing trade as well as hotel guests. Just march
past reception, turn to the
left, up the stairs to the right and across the hall. You won’t
miss Nipa. It has the most striking and elegant frontage of any
restaurant. A vision of intricately carved teak which
sets the scene for more of the same inside.
Nipa is the twin of the Nipa in Bangkok’s Landmark Hotel. Nipa is one
of a small group of Thai restaurants in the UK to have received the
“Thai Select” award from the Thai Government for restaurants achieving
the highest standards of quality and cuisine. There are only 15 such
award-holders in the UK. It’s the equivalent of a Thai Michelin star so
we were assured of something special.
The charming manager of the London incarnation of Nipa, Mr. Kaseam
Jongpitikrat, told us that Nipa was named after the owner’s wife and it
means ‘pretty lady’. The restaurant takes on that characteristic, being
one of the most attractive restaurants you will ever find. It gives the
sense of an authentic wooden bungalow. It’s ornate with nooks
displaying Thai crafts. It seats 60 or so and this creates an intimate
ambiance. The floor-to-ceiling windows have one of the
most enviable views in London. The Italian Gardens and the trees of
Hyde Park will be the backdrop to your meal. The waiting staff are
dressed in white costumes with gold sashes to add still further to the
atmosphere.
Head chef Ms. Nongyao Thoopchoi was one of the staff,
along with Mr.
Kaseam Jongpitikrat, who came from Bangkok to open London's
Nipa
in
1995. She and the other lady chefs of the Nipa kitchen
are responsible for the preparation of this vibrant food from
traditional recipes, each platter superbly garnished with carved
fruit and vegetables. A touch of royal elegance.
Thai prawn crackers with real peppery bite were our nibbles as we
perused the menu. You don’t need to be an expert on
Thai cuisine. The
staff are all Thai and are happy to advise you about the dishes that
will best suit your taste. If in doubt then consider one of the set
menus. Some dishes are fiery hot but others are more subtle.
The mixed starter platter gave us a selection of different small bites.
Por Pia Tod - deep-fried spring rolls with glass noodles and crab meat,
prawn-filled Beggars Purses, Tod Man Pla -Thai fish cakes with dipping
sauce, and Chicken Satay with cucumber relish and one of the best
peanut sauces I have had in ages. Rich and thick and I could eat a
bowlful with a spoon. A must-try at Nipa.
The first of our main courses arrived. The crab was a delight: Yum Ma
Muang Poo Nim, crispy soft-shell crab with spicy mango
salad. The batter was crunchy and more evident than that for, say,
tempura but it was light and marvellously seasoned by
the green mango, which gave freshness to the dish.
The stir-fried scallops with green asparagus - Nor Mai Fa Rang Phad Hoy
Shell was a delicate dish. The texture of the bright vegetables was
contrasted with the superbly cooked shellfish. A flavourful sauce
bathed both components and was a garnish for the fluffy rice.
Thai Green Chicken Curry - Kaeng Kiew Warn Kai - was both
spicy and aromatic. Full of white chicken with a creamy sauce. A
typical Thai menu item but done well here. Yes, it’s a standard dish
but it’s popular because this authentic Thai Green curry is remarkable,
with depth of flavour and unctuous texture. The Nipa curry is doubtless
a favourite with its many regular visitors.
Lychees were my dessert of choice as I love that distinctive perfumed
taste - cool and a good digestive. My guest ordered the slightly more
adventurous, delicious and strikingly red Tab Tim Krob -
water-chestnuts coated with tapioca flour in coconut milk and syrup,
served in a Martini glass. That has to be the perfect dessert to end a
romantic Thai meal.
Nipa is award-winning and it’s easy to see why. There is casual
elegance, charm and grace. We might not all be able to afford a trip to
Thailand but an evening at the Royal Lancaster offers a few hours of
tranquillity and lovely food.
Asian restaurant review: Nipa Thai
Restaurant
1st Floor, Lancaster London Hotel,
Lancaster Terrace, London W2 2TY
Phone: 0872 148 2433
Email: nipa@lancasterlondon.com
The
Lancaster London Hotel Peter Pan Afternoon Tea
Peter is a seven-day-old infant who, "like all infants",
used to be part bird. Peter has complete faith in his flying abilities,
so, upon overhearing a discussion of his future adult life, he is able
to escape through the window of his London home and return to
Kensington Gardens. Well, who can blame him? He is, however, the only
“infant” with such a history to be immortalised in bronze in his
beloved Kensington Gardens, and in a book bearing his name.
This year sees the 150th anniversary of Peter Pan author J.M. Barrie's
birth! He documented Peter’s adventures and gave all rights to his
books to Great Ormond Street Hospital when he died in 1937. Peter is
mischevious and iconic, and he conjures memories of a more innocent and
quintessentially English world.
The bronze statue of Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens is one of the most
popular monuments in London. He stands along the west bank of the Long
Water. This site has a particular importance for Peter Pan and was
specially chosen by J M Barrie – an enchanted glade where often, I have
heard tell, one can find a golden sheen of fairy dust. But where can
one get a bag of good quality fairy dust these days? The 5-star
Lancaster London Hotel near Lancaster Gate has a supply.
The Lancaster London is appreciated for its panoramic views over Hyde
Park, the largest of London’s Royal Parks; and then there is London’s
famous skyline to enjoy. It is one of the tallest buildings in this
prestigious area, with over 18 floors. The Lancaster boasts a brace of
popular restaurants including the exotic and elegant award-winning Nipa
Thai restaurant, but our goal was the Lounge Bar to enjoy an oasis of
calm and a traditional English Afternoon Tea with a difference. One
might describe it as a tea with character.
Not only does this attractive hotel have an amazing location but it
also has that fairy dust. It’s probable that they have cornered the
market. Rather than keeping it to themselves the management have chosen
to donate a bag of the precious commodity (OK, so it looks like nuggets
of bread) to every teatime guest. They have even included a map so you
can find your way to Hyde Park to feed the aforementioned fairy dust to
the ducks.
They
do teatime so well at the Lancaster. The Lounge Bar is a vision of
gold-hue carpet and dark wood. The bar area is an annex off the wide
lounge area, which is lined with low tables, and the chairs and sofas
are of the sleep-inducing comfort style. There is just a gentle buzz of
discreet conversation from our fellow guests, some of whom were
children utterly enthralled by the theatre of the event as well as the
prospect of a glimpse of a particular lost boy. The ambiance is
casually formal as one would expect and just right for a grown-up tea
party.
The afternoon tea here is one of the most reasonable around. It has all
the elements of the classic version but with thoughtful, not to mention
delicious, extras. The tea table is laid with crisp white linen, sugar
bowl, tea cups and plates, not forgetting the small pouches of the
essential fairy dust. The traditional 3-tier silver stand arrives
accompanied by squeals of delight from the smaller of the assembled
guests. However many times I see such a display I am still excited.
Nostalgia at its finest.
Crème
Brulée
isn’t a typical teatime item but here it is
served as an Amuse Bouche before the main event. It was a Passion Fruit
Crème Brulée served in a small taster ramekin. I trust
this would be available in the Lancaster’s Island Restaurant along the
hallway. It was a tangy stunner. One must have some savoury before the
sweet so the lowest level of the stand housed the Lost Boy’s
Sandwiches. These were a selection of Peanut Butter and Banana on
wholemeal bread (sounds a strange combination but this really works),
Smoked Chicken, Spring Onion and Mayonnaise on walnut bread; Egg
Mayonnaise and Cress on herb bread. There were also miniature Smoked
Salmon and Cream Cheese scones with chives, and Cheese and Caraway
scones with honey-roast ham and mustard. Little additions to the
typical spread.
Scones are an essential part of any self-respecting tea, and the
Lancaster offers Mrs Darling’s Scones (is this poetic licence or is the
chef honestly called Mrs Darling?) These are served with strawberry jam
or honey, and clotted cream. They were light and flaky scones and a
good transition from the savoury sandwiches to the sticky sweetness of
the delicately-executed fancy cakes garnishing the top layer of the
stand.
As one would expect, these tarts, cookies and gateaux were labelled
“Peter and Wendy’s favourite treats” and were a collection of
strawberry mille-feuille, fresh fruit tarts, dark chocolate mousse,
pecan tarts, Viennese shortbread and macaroons. All attractive and
delicious, and helped down with several pots of hot jasmine and green
tea.
One might not be able to “take tea” every day but The Lancaster
provides a lovely venue for passing a few unhurried hours in the most
perfect of surroundings. Great value for money for an exceptional
experience.
The Peter Pan celebration tea is available in the hotel’s first floor
Lancaster Lounge every day from 3pm until 5.30pm.
Lancaster London Hotel, Lancaster Terrace, London W2 2TY
Telephone: 020 7262 6737
Facsimile: 020 7724 3191
Visit the web site here
Afternoon
Tea at Hyatt Regency London – The Churchill
Afternoon tea is very much in vogue these days, so why
wouldn’t you have a traditional afternoon tea in London, the capital of
European tea-drinking? If you are going to the trouble of visiting
London then you want to enjoy afternoon tea at its best and that’s just
what Hyatt Regency The Churchill offers.
This striking hotel can be found just a couple of
minutes’ walk away from Oxford Street, one of London’s most
popular shopping thoroughfares and a magnet for those seeking therapy
of the retail sort. The Churchill has views over the gardens of Portman Square, the sight of
which sweeps one back to a gentler age when this open space echoed to
the sound of the clip-clopping of horses rather than the roar of
Mercedes horse power. It’s not only the hotel in general with those
stunning views: the Montagu restaurant in particular boasts windows to
this quintessentially London scene. It is named after socialite
Elizabeth Montagu and her husband Edward, grandson to the first Earl of
Sandwich, whose home occupied part of this site. Black cabs, tourists,
office workers now create a moving foreground to the lush vegetation.
The Montagu seats up to 130 guests in contemporary but stylish comfort.
Its dark wood, crisp linen, muted taupe walls are bathed in light from
huge chandeliers and the aforementioned windows. It contrives to be
both traditional and modern and it works. Yes, indeed there are classic
elements to this restaurant but they are marvellously contrasted with a
bar sporting a bank of horizontal wine bottles (practical but very
chic), and the most open of open kitchens.
We have all seen them, those open kitchens. They are
often no more than a slit in the restaurant wall and showing nothing more of the chefs than their
white-clad shoulders and perhaps a daringly coloured bandana or two.
The Montagu kitchen, however, is part of the restaurant. One can watch
the theatre of food preparation by staff who, I guess, must be
well-behaved at all times. Perhaps that’s the reason why such an
arrangement would never do for some of Britain’s more “animated”
celebrity chefs.
The Chef’s Table gives a few visitors the opportunity to take an even
closer look at proceedings. Once again The Montagu has gone the extra
mile, this time in order to give a close but civilised view of chefs in
action. The concept of eating at the chef’s table has been around for a
while. Other restaurants might have a cramped table for two between the
dishwasher and the swinging kitchen door, with the diners’ eye-level
being waist-high to the chef, allowing a view of just a profile of a
stock pot and lots of blue flames. Here the guests are seated at a
raised island with vistas of the whole kitchen. The Chef’s Table seats
two to nine people on high stools and is available for lunch or dinner
during the week. It costs £75.00 per person for five courses
including matched wines, or £95.00 for eight courses including
matched wines.
It was springtime in London. Cold and wet and I was looking forward to
the comfort of an open fire (yes, dear reader, there is such a thing to
hand) and an afternoon tea with all the elegance and charm that notion
conjures. As a member of the Tea Council’s prestigious ‘Tea Guild',
Hyatt Regency London - The Churchill sounded like an ideal spot for a
cuppa and some sweet and savoury delights. I was not disappointed –
they presented the most iconic and relaxing of afternoon teas.
Even from a distance The Montagu Afternoon Tea looks
like the real thing. Its elegant three-tiered stand carried a selection
of those very British finger sandwiches with no sign of a crust. The
choice is different every day but be assured they will be delicious and
filled with a variety of cheeses, meats, smoked salmon and probably
some cucumber on a mix of white, brown and flavoured breads. These are
surprisingly substantial but one can feel refined if one cuts a corner
and nibbles. This isn’t a race. Eat slowly and unwind, but save some
room for what’s to follow.
After the sandwiches I was drawn to the next tier up. The one piled
with still-warm fruit and plain scones. Two per person was a generous
helping and these were served with the usual accompaniments of lashings
of strawberry jam and clotted cream. It might be predictable but it’s
been that way for generations for no other reason than that it’s just
right.
The top tier held my attention and the cakes. This was a tempting and
attractive spread of little fancies as well as some fresh strawberries
to make one feel noble. A miniature fruit tart, glossy and dark Opera
cake, pink and frilly iced cupcake, Viennese shortbread and some
chocolate macaroons were all irresistible. The Montagu Afternoon Tea is
served with a selection of teas including Sapphire Earl Grey,
Darjeeling 2nd Flush, Organic Bohea Lapsang, Organic Silver Needle and
Hand-rolled Jasmine Pearls. I chose the Silver Needle for its light
fresh flavour which was a foil for the cream and sugar I had already
consumed in the guise of dessert. It was one of those occasions when a
cup of coffee just would not do. American cousins take note. For an
extra treat, one might order a glass of Pol Roger Champagne which is
said to have been Winston Churchill’s favourite. This particular
Afternoon Tea is therefore called the Churchill, in his honour.
Hyatt Regency London – The Churchill is a setting for a memorable and
fine traditional afternoon tea. The Montagu restaurant is a calm oasis
with welcoming staff and a refuge from all things hectic. Ask for a
table overlooking the greenery of one of London’s most stylish squares,
and while away a couple of unhurried hours. It’s accessible 5-star
luxury.
Afternoon Tea is served every day between 3.00pm and 6.00pm. The
Montagu Afternoon Tea is available at £21.50 per person and The
Churchill Afternoon Tea with a glass of Pol Roger Champagne is
£27.50 per person.
For reservations please call 020 7299 2037 or email:
montagu.hrlondon@hyatt.com.
Hyatt Regency London – The Churchill
30 Portman Square, London W1H 7BH, UK
One Aldwych is one of the best addresses. It stands on a
corner plot in the middle of London in Covent Garden. This is an area
which once boasted London’s biggest vegetable market but which is now
celebrated as an iconic space filled with restaurants, boutiques and a
market which these days sells crafts and objets d’art...
The hotel is in a convenient location between the City and the West End
where The Aldwych meets the Strand, and opposite Waterloo Bridge. It’s
just a short distance from 15 celebrated theatres as well as the Royal
Opera House.
One Aldwych is an important Edwardian building. It is now protected by
English Heritage who considers its facade worth preserving. It’s an
architectural extravaganza of Continental-inspired splendour, designed
by Charles Mewes and Arthur Davis, the Anglo-French duo behind the Ritz
hotels in London and Paris.
Yes indeed a fabulous place to stay when in town for business or
touristing, but One Aldwych is a port of call for
Londoners as well as out-of-towners who want to enjoy a bit of evening
pampering and a film. The film isn’t compulsory but the Axis restaurant
offers an amazing package of Moët champagne and a movie. A full
evening of entertainment.
The entrance to Axis is calm and Zen, a vision of marble and a welcome
haven from the frantic Saturday evening crowd flowing down from Covent
Garden. The anonymous foyer at ground level gives not a hint of the
contemporary style of the restaurant. It’s stunning. The space is
flexible allowing for groups, couples and large parties. The urban
mural of skyscrapers now peeks through metal bamboo which reaches from
floor to ceiling. A rather radical addition to the original decor but
it works and adds texture to the imposing wall. The thoughtful
architecture offers a gallery dining room which, although a balcony,
offers privacy to the diners on that level.
The movie menu has a selection of four starters, mains and desserts.
The film starts at 9pm so the time constraints make this short menu a
practical option. It weighs in at an attractive £38.50 per person
and that includes a glass of fizz and a film with popcorn.
Movie-going in London can be expensive, with tickets reaching
£12.50. Add another £2.50 for the popcorn and then hope you
get a good seat. The one without the kid kicking your back all evening.
Axis offers a menu of delicious dishes as well as the champagne for a
very reasonable price. The cinema seats 30 or so guests who are able to
sip mini bottles of champagne, or perhaps a cocktail might be in order.
93% of regular movie-goers are said to be dissatisfied with the food on
offer at their chosen high-street venue. No such problem at Axis.
Rillette of Salmon, blood orange, fennel and chicory salad and a sour
dough crouton was my chosen starter. Served with a basket of fresh
bread and butter, it made for a comforting start to the proceedings. I
munched the light and fresh salad and enjoyed the ambiance of this
amazing restaurant. A space which contrives to remain intimate even
when full.
The menu offered roasted haddock, salmon fishcakes and braised pork
belly, but my main course was Tarte Fines of Wild Mushroom. This was a
simple plateful but one of the best European dishes I have eaten in a
restaurant for ages. The pastry galette was spread with a duxelle (ok,
so it was a paste but I am trying to educate my dear reader) of
mushrooms and was topped with a poached egg and hollandaise sauce.
That’s a match made in heaven as long as the egg is poached to golden,
molten perfection. This one was and it was creamy with the added
richness of its buttery coating.
Desserts are too often disappointing. I am not keen on swags and
swathes of cream, and a surfeit of chocolate is to be avoided when one
is confronted by the prospect of a ride the length of the District Line
soon after. Axis offers a selection which hit all the buttons for me
and my only disappointment was that I couldn’t try all of them. My
guest ordered Baked Jam Roly Poly with plum compote and crème
anglaise (custard). This is an old-fashioned favourite and it’s good to
see it return to even classy restaurant menus. This version was
proclaimed to be particularly good.
I chose Poached Rhubarb, as eating fruit always makes me
feel
noble...ummmm,
is
it
a
fruit,
though?
The
pink
and
glossy
bars
of
rhubarb
were
garnished
with
a
little
condensed
milk
flan
and
a
crunchy
coconut
tuille.
A
refreshing
end
to
a
wonderfully
well-executed
and
presented
meal
which
had
been
amply lubricated by the efforts of Messrs
Moët.
The screening room is just through the aforementioned stand of bamboo.
The screen is large, the seats comfy in blue leather, and each one
equipped with a tray for balancing your beverage and a pot of popcorn.
A good lot of legroom allowed me the best movie viewing experience
ever. I enjoyed ‘Coco Before Chanel’ immensely but I’ll be keeping an
eye on future programmes for other viewing evenings.
I’ll visit Axis often. The ‘meal and a movie’ package is great value
and the associated menu is well chosen and memorable. I am sure to
return for other films but I have had a glimpse of the regular bill of
fare which is also calling to me. Axis doesn’t put a foot wrong.
Axis Restaurant
One Aldwych
1 Aldwych, London WC2B 4RH
Tel:020 7300 1000
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Cookbook Cafe –
Sunday Brunch
It might not be any longer the Biblical day of rest but it
still tends to be the day we ear-mark for special events, loved ones
and unwinding. We might treat ourselves to a bit of a lay-in, enjoy a
delicious meal, have a read of the Sunday papers, catch up with family
and friends, perhaps a walk in the park... relax with...Errrr, so what
was that about lovely food? If we are all soaking up the culture of the
weekend periodicals and strolling around then who is doin’ the cookin’?
I have, dear reader, the solution to the dilemma. You’ll get your walk
in the park (Hyde Park) and you’ll even find some reading matter in the
guise of a cookbook or two. Visit the Cookbook Cafe at the
InterContinental Park Lane for Sunday Brunch.
I can hear it now: a chorus of “Has our favourite
reviewer
won
the
lotto?”
“Does
she
think
we
are
made
of
money?”
I
have
taken
leave
of
neither
my
senses
nor
much
hard-earned
cash.
You
will
be
pleased
to
learn that the aforementioned brunch is amazing value for
money (under £50 per head) at an unbeatable location.
The Cookbook Cafe is a contemporary restaurant with huge windows onto
one of the best corners of one of the world’s most vibrant and exciting
cities. It’s bright and welcoming although the split-level dining area
helps to create a cosy ambiance with tables arranged to be convenient
and appealing to both couples and groups.
Hotel brunches so often disappoint. Perspex cylinders containing
long-lingering and soggy cereals flanking half-hearted congealing
attempts at a full English fry-up represent the breakfast section,
whilst a slowly-drying quiche and curly cold cuts might launch the
lunch element. The Cookbook Cafe brunch, however, draws a line in the
sand and dares pretenders to compete.
The staff were welcoming and attentive. The champagne and Bellinis were
in continual supply along with Bloody Marys and fruit juices. There was
plenty of advice about the dishes on offer and the food was, quite
simply, marvellous. There were salads and vegetable dishes enough to
warm the heart of any committed vegetarian, fish aplenty and meats to
satisfy the most carnivorous of visitors. The rustic display of
starters offered some simple and standard fare, and the buffet was no
worse for that, but we were tempted by other less-common platters.
Seared tuna is a pricey item on regular restaurant menus but here it
was laying in ranks. It was perfectly cooked and looking like a tray of
semi-precious stones. The nuggets of salmon with a hoisin glaze were a
vision of glistening mahogany; a sea of smoked salmon was quickly
replenished when there was even the slightest risk of the tide going
out.
The cheese board was small but enticing. Cashel Blue and a Cornish brie
tempted me. They were presented in perfect condition. The smoked turkey
actually tasted as if it had really been on nodding terms with
smouldering wood, and the pumpkin was sweet and tender enough to have
been invited to garnish the dessert display.
After devouring a plate (well, three) of starters, it was on to the
cooked selection. Brunch to me means New York, and New York is Eggs
Benedict. This was made while I waited and was everything this simple
dish should be: creamy, tangy and moreish. My guest chose a traditional
roast with all the trimmings. The lamb (a joint of beef was also
available) was detached from the bone with tongs! He is a Yorkshire lad
who proclaimed the accompanying Yorkshire puddings as being “reet
champion” (translation: As good as you’ll find in Barnsley.) The
chafing dishes also offered a mixed seafood casserole aromatic with
dill, seasonal vegetables, boiled potatoes, exotic aubergines, and duck
in cherry sauce which is a must-try.
I have mentioned desserts in passing but I wasn’t and you won’t be,
passing, that is. I am not typically a lover of sweet things but the
array of tarts, cakes and brulees was too tempting. My companion opted
for an individual lemon meringue pie and a raspberry brulee which he
described as smooth and delicately crusted. I chose the white chocolate
torte which was rich and creamy and a cut above other versions of the
same confection I have recently encountered. All the desserts here are
made by the Cookbook Cafe chefs.
Cookbook Cafe Sunday Brunch is the best brunch I have had in many a
long year. No exclamations of “How much???” when the bill arrives.
You’ll know exactly how much before you lift a fork. Great value for
money. This is the spot to celebrate your son’s exam results, your
auntie's return from Tierra del Fuego or just Sunday.
Opening times:12.30pm till 4pm on Sundays
Restaurant review: Cookbook Cafe at the InterContinental
1 Hamilton Place, Park Lane
London
W1J 7QY
tel.: 02073188563
Chill out at Winter’s Hot
Spot - The Howard,
London, goes Chalet Chic!
The Howard has a superb location. It's just across from
Temple Underground station and has a magnificent view of the River
Thames. A favourite hotel with this reviewer who has enjoyed not only
its location but its friendly staff, quality food and attention to
detail.
Swissotel The Howard, London now tempts us with some truly Swiss charm
with the addition of a traditional Swiss Chalet. It sounds improbable
but there really is a bit of rustic Switzerland in the heart of London.
It’s a shame that for most of us Switzerland conjures only thoughts of
pointy chocolate and big dogs with barrels of booze, but there is also,
for some, that other impression of après-ski culture, log fires,
broken legs and fondue.
The winter is here and this chalet beckons. Cold-weather entertaining
is about comfort and convivial evenings with friends. What could be
more sociable than an evening around a gently bubbling pot of delicious
cheese - and I talk from delightful experience.
The Howard has a Swiss chalet complete with traditional Swiss furniture
especially imported from the Alps to Central London, the décor
looks authentic with genuine antiques and red gingham tablecloths. The
fireplace has a flickering faux fire which invites visitors to linger
with an after-dinner drink or coffee.
The Fondue will be the best you will find either in or outside
Switzerland. You will be presented with a non-ending supply of bread
and some cured meats which complement the dish so well. There is a
green salad to help you feel virtuous and some surprisingly good Swiss
red wine. We were two hungry diners and were unable to finish our
fondue. The pot looked a modest size but this is rich stuff and
although one of my favourite meals, I was unable to eat another bite.
If there was such a thing as a doggy-bag for fondue then I would have
been content to carry my supper home on the Underground.
For dessert we were offered Apple Strudel or Zuger Kirschtorte, which I
can recommend. This was a cake of three layers of wafer interlaced with
cream and its sweetness was a marvellous foil for the savoury
cheesiness of the main meal. Trust me, you will not walk away from the
table with even a chink of empty space. If you still have a mind to
enjoy something special then treat yourself to a Coffee Luz. This is a
liqueur coffee with a punch. Take the bus home... or stay the night at
The Howard.
Other restaurants might suggest a Swiss theme but we would be comparing
the sound of a cuckoo clock to the William Tell Overture. This is a
smart hotel that nevertheless offers value for money. There are few
places in Central London where one can eat to a standstill for
£23.00 per person.
Situated in a quiet oasis close to London’s Embankment, the Swiss
Chalet at Swissotel The Howard, London, will also be available for
parties and corporate entertaining for 35 to 250 guests. This is a
party venue with a difference. OK, so if you want black-painted walls
and defrosted frozen nibbles then go to the place around the corner
from the office where you have spent every Christmas for the past five
years. OR, do you want some casual style and a bit of a winter
adventure? The Howard offers great packages for business events and
groups.
Until 31st March 2010, the chalet will be open for couples and small
gatherings every Tuesday evening from 6pm to 10pm. I’d book now, as
this is bound to be a hit for the holiday season.
Opened in 1851, Flemings Hotel in Mayfair is one of
London’s oldest hotels. It was converted from six Georgian townhouses
but now this historic building has been restored to a tasteful and
luxurious haven.
Flemings is a chic discreet townhouse hotel set in the heart of one of
London’s most exclusive areas, Mayfair. The hotel and apartments are
tucked away in a quiet, romantic street off Piccadilly, two minutes
from Green Park and a short walk from the hustle and bustle of the West
End. Flemings is just a few minutes’ walk from the designer stores of
Bond Street, Regent Street and Jermyn Street, and close to Buckingham
Palace. London’s theatre district is within easy reach. Guests have
considered Flemings to be one of Mayfair’s
‘best kept secrets’- till
now!
Following a multimillion-pound refurbishment masterminded
by interior designer Grant White, the truly amazing interior of the
hotel now offers a unique combination of both contemporary comfort and
cosy Georgian charm. It has all the amenities you would
expect from a prestigious hotel, with the addition of The
Front Room for a special afternoon tea.
The Front Room at Flemings is London’s new elegant and striking
destination
for
all
those
in
need
of
a
restful
but
stylish
retreat
from
the
rigors
of
shopping
and
for
those
in
search of afternoon tea, cupcakes,
Champagne and canapés.
The Front Room is like no other front room you would have encountered.
It’s a long way from your Auntie Winnie’s parlour with
magnolia walls and a set of plaster ducks. No Green Lady hanging over
the gas fire. Think elegant, contemporary and intimate.
The refurbishment of the old library has been inspired. The designer
set out to create “an elegant luxurious cocoon" and it has worked in
fine style. The shelves of leather-bound books are still a feature but
the walls are now black and silver, and mirrors magnify the impact. The
furniture is opulent velvet – the sort that encourages one to linger –
and arranged to suit couples as well as small groups. The view is
exquisite, onto a terrace of Georgian townhouses. One is transported to
scenes from Dickens or at least the Quality Street tin.
Magical.
The Front Room offers its guests layer cakes and cupcakes
from the Primrose Bakery. Jude Law has nailed his
colours to the mast and states “I defy anyone to find a better
cupcake”! These are almost (but not quite) too good to eat. They are
visions of pastel icing with delicate decorations of tiny pink sugar
rosebuds, chocolate beans and colourful sprinkles atop thick
buttercream. These cupcakes are said to be the best around and it’s
hard to argue with that.
The tea here is exceptional, different from your typical limited
selection available elsewhere as it is supplied by Dammann
Frères. The story begins in 1692 when King Louis 14th of France
ordered that only particular teas sold by a nobleman named Damame could
be sold in French cafés. In 1925 Robert and Pierre Dammann
created the company that was to become the celebrated Dammann
Frères.
In 1932 Dammann Frères became the official supplier to Compagnie
Generale Transatlantique, the French equivalent of P&O for luxury
cruising. They continue to select teas from all over the world to
create new and vibrant blends. They now have 3200! Try Passion de
Fleurs. Have this with your cupcake but drink it sans milk.
Prices: Traditional Afternoon Tea £23
Chocolate Afternoon Tea £26
Savoury Martini Afternoon Tea £29.50 (including Gin or Vodka
Martini)
Champagne & cupcakes (opening price for January only):
£13.50 for a glass of Perrier Jouët brut champagne and
a large cupcake. Small cupcakes are available but I’d treat myself to
the deliciously indulgent big one.
Tea/coffee & cupcakes (opening price for January only):
£8.00 (pot tea/coffee and large cupcake)
£7.00 (pot of tea/coffee and small cupcake)
£6.00 (pot of tea/coffee and slice of cake)
Dress Code: smart casual
Opening times: 8am - 8pm and open to non-hotel residents
8am - 12noon (teas/coffees and pastries),
12noon - 6pm (Champagne and cupcakes),
6pm - 8pm (Champagne and canapés)
Bookings for Front Room are
essential: Tel: + 44 (0) 207 499 2964 - ask for the restaurant.
This London hotel was opened in 1975, and reopened in 2006
after a £76m refurbishment. In the restaurant,
natural materials are used to great effect. Wood veneers with metallic
finishes complement tan leather upholstery; there is an "English grass"
motif in frosted glass as well as coloured-glass vases artfully
displayed in a subtly-lit slot. All of which combine to create a
contemporary but comfy nook for diners. The overall impression is of
understated class.
Although the ground floor restaurant boasts one hundred and twenty four
covers (plus a twenty-seat bar area) it contrives both to cater for
large parties and to provide quiet and intimate space for couples. But
you probably won’t (although you might) be there for a romantic
rendezvous. It’s the food that is the draw.
In his early twenties, following an apprenticeship with Max Magarian of
Chez Max, Theo Randall found a position at The River Café,
although in 1991 he left to spend a year working with the much
celebrated Alice Walters in the USA. Theo returned to The River
Café where Rose Gray and Ruth Rogers made him head chef and a
partner in the business. In November 2006 Theo opened his first
restaurant, Theo Randall, at The InterContinental Park Lane. September
2008 saw the restaurant receive its first gong - 'Italian Restaurant of
the Year' at the London Restaurant Awards.
Theo’s menu presents the finest of real Italian food. His food is
memorable without being intimidating. His dishes don’t pose but rather
beckon to you. These are platefuls that encourage you to dive in and
enjoy the seasonal ingredients and evident passion of the chef and his
talented staff.
I could have eaten every dish from this impressive bill of fare but
there is only so much one can consume at a sitting. I
chose to skip, reluctantly, the antipasti (pan-fried squid with
cannellini beans, chilli, anchovy, parsley and rocket is pencilled in
for my next visit) and chose a pasta dish. This is probably the best
you will find outside the boot of Italy. My Taglierini con Gamberetti e
Carciofi (handmade pasta with brown shrimps, artichoke, chilli and
butter) was a vision of harmony. The scale of the delicate pasta was
perfectly matched by the small, sweet and delicious shrimps. A simple
dish but correct in every regard.
My guest indulged his passion for anything cured and
ordered Anguilla affumicata (smoked eel with
beetroots, dandelion and
fresh horseradish). He proclaimed the portion to be generous with lots
of petal-like slices of fish matched with tangy and vibrant
accompaniments.
Secondi saw me on the horns of an epicurean dilemma. Should I order the
sea bass or the rack of lamb? So, I chose Coda di Rospo al forno (wood
roasted Cornish monkfish with parsley, capers, Roseval potatoes, globe
artichokes and prosciutto di Parma). The fish was succulent and the
prosciutto added just the right salty counterpoint. The potatoes were
meltingly delicious and the courgettes were a marvellously crunchy
garnish.
Piccione al forno (I guess the same forno which had also accommodated
my monkfish) was a pigeon cooked to pink perfection. These are such
underrated birds. I think many people have visions of those nasty
specimens one finds “decorating” London monuments. The sort with club
feet, a nasty cough and low IQ. The culinary version of these
tatty-feathered articles is chubby and juicy without the over-gamey
flavour of many sport birds. The meat was melt-in-the-mouth tender.
Throughout the meal we tasted some excellent wines recommended by the
personable and approachable sommelier. She was more than happy to
recommend wines by the glass that perfectly complemented our food
choices. The wine list was extensive with bottles starting at £20
or so. Not out of the way for such a restaurant.
We couldn’t resist the Piatto di dolci which was a selection of four
desserts. I’d even invite people I don’t like for a meal here, just to
have an excuse to indulge in this sweet array. The Amalfi Lemon tart
was fresh and zesty, Vanilla Ice cream with chilled espresso was a
simple presentation in a coffee cup but it was enough to impress with
its dark bitter charm. The soft chocolate cake is one to fight over and
the pannacotta with prunes and brandy was creamy, rich and decadent, as
any good dessert should be.
This was a delightful evening spent in cosy surroundings enjoying
amazing food. I cannot fault the restaurant or its attentive staff. The
prices are what you would expect of such a hotel restaurant in one of
the world’s most engaging capitals but I would venture to say that it’s
value for money. The evening could not have been improved upon
...unless
we had been able to find space for a slice of pear and almond tart or
perhaps a sliver of Ricotta cheesecake. I feel another visit might be
in order.
Big Ben,
London Bus and Afternoon Tea at The Howard
Londoners love London. Tourists love London. It’s a city
that is vibrant but with nooks of tranquillity, historic with a veneer
of contemporary, a city for the young and young at heart. A magnet for
families and couples. A dream destination for the discerning. And now
London offers one more attraction to its raft of must-sees and
must-dos: Afternoon Tea at The Howard.
Visitors want an authentic London experience. A trip on the Underground (a good way to
meet authentic Londoners). A ride in a black London cab (a good way to
learn all about the state of the world in general and Oxford Street in
particular and football results). A tour of famous sites (Big Ben is,
in fact, the name of the bell inside the tower). Afternoon Tea.
Pretty much every nation has breakfast, lunch and dinner at traditional
times but Britain has evolved a civilised pause from the day’s trials
in the form of Afternoon Tea. This isn’t a variety of leaf akin to,
say, Breakfast tea. No, dear reader, this is an event that is enjoying
something of a well-deserved renaissance. This is a chance to unwind
and to appreciate some pampering.
The Howard Hotel (part of the Swissôtel group) provides a classic
teatime experience but with a special London twist. You’ll enjoy a
selection of refreshing teas from the celebrated Twining's tea company,
finger sandwiches (this refers to the shape of the sandwich rather than
the filling), scones with clotted cream and jam, and a selection of
cakes and macaroons presented on a three-tier cake stand.
But the Howard offers a unique chance to eat London. Chef Brian Spark
has pulled out all the culinary and artistic stops to present an array
of London’s most iconic landmarks in edible form. Try a nibble of the
right-hand corner of Saint Paul’s. A bite or two of the Crown Jewels
would be welcome around 4pm, and you could even share Tower Bridge with
your companion. The Temple Underground sign, a red post box, London
cab, double-deck bus and the London Eye are also immortalised in sweet
confection. These little treats are a delight to behold and even more
delightful to eat. The ingredients are high quality and the execution
of each cake, chocolate or cookie is quite masterful. These events are
called TLSee, a pun on TLC – Tender Loving Care. A change in name but
not in notion, this is Tea, London, Sightseeing.
You’ll be looking for a quiet corner of charm and elegance to enjoy
your refreshments. The Howard offers a lounge that boasts moulded
plaster ceilings, a good amount of marble and comfy seats (you’ll want
to linger). This isn’t a Victorian mausoleum but rather a contemporary
take on the traditional city hotel.
Why not consider even just a day in London. Plan a walking tour of the
city. Soak up the atmosphere of one of Europe’s finest destinations.
Visit the famous buildings and then put your feet up in the comfort of
The Howard (right next to Temple Underground station) for a memorable
Afternoon Tea. Monday to Friday - 1:00pm to 5:30pm
Saturday - 2:30pm to 7:00pm
Sunday - 2:30pm to 5:30pm
For reservations call +44 20 7300 1700 or visit www.tlsee.co.uk
Sanctum Soho Hotel’s
No.20 Restaurant for Breakfast
Sanctum Soho Hotel is in the heart of London’s West End.
Two Georgian townhouses have been converted into a striking 30-bedroom
boutique hotel. It’s right between Regent Street and the iconic Carnaby
Street, now lined with trendy clothes shops rather than the ethnic
emporia of the 60s. The dark wood doors of Sanctum welcome the visitor
to a small lobby and then into a bright and unique restaurant called
no.20. Well, the hotel address is 20 Warwick Street so I guess that
name is no surprise. Sanctum Soho is the brainchild of Concept Venues’
Mark Fuller. That company specialises in classy establishments in
London, outside the capital and beyond these shores.
The restaurant interior is designed by Lesley Purcell and it’s a vision
in almost 1940s style, oak floors and red
columns
decorated
with glowing glass rods. Gold leather-buttoned
banquettes and dark maroon patent crocodile-upholstered chairs seat
the dining area guests, while plush crimson fabrics await those
prefering to linger by the bar. No. 20 has 60 covers but the design
assures
privacy. The restaurant presents just a hint of the theme of the hotel
in general: Glamour. This hotel just cries out to have guests from the
A-list and ‘names’ looking for a central retreat.
We were there for breakfast and settled ourselves comfortably behind a
large linen-laden table. It’s the best and most important meal of the
day and it was comforting to find sensible breakfast foods. Heinz Baked
Beans are not often seen on smart menus but here they were and I was
pleased to see that. At least this restaurant takes note of what people
really eat in the mornings. Bagel with Lox and Cream Cheese always
makes a great breakfast and I am sure guests from New York will
appreciate their inclusion.
A stack of Buttermilk Pancakes, Bacon and Maple Syrup was my guest’s
choice. The combination of sweet and salty - fluffy pancakes and crispy
bacon - contrasting tastes and textures, is always satisfying, and at
its best when made by someone other than oneself at such an early hour.
I ordered the Continental Breakfast. This was not the typical French
breakfast which most often consists of a croissant or, always to my
horror, French bread and butter dunked into hot milky coffee. A big
café crème is a welcome start to the day, but sans
globules of grease from the aforementioned buttered French stick.
Thankfully the continental morning repast at No.20 nods to those
European countries to the north and east of La Belle France, where a
more substantial spread is the norm. I started with granola, said to be
toasted at those very No.20 coordinates, and it was a
substantial helping. Next was a plate of three cheeses
and cured meats. When I say ‘plate’
I mean a dinner plate! Fresh fruit was also part of my selection and
it was delivered on a twin of the previous platter. Apple, berries,
oranges
made a colourful tapestry and added a noble and healthy air to the
meal. This uncharacteristic consideration for fitness did not last
long, as croissants also had my name on them.
No.20 is an attractive restaurant with a menu which offers something
for everyone. Plenty for those who treat their bodies as temples, lots
for those with moderate appetites, and the rest of us can graze on
tempting traditional fry-ups and sweet treats. The prices are
reasonable for such a location and Sanctum offers a memorable
experience, with the possibility of your morning toast being delivered
by a waitress who might shortly be serving a rock star. It’s that kind
of place. I’ll be back for dinner.