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  1. As I'm a city boy who doesn't understand country ways I thought it'd be useful to get a guide to what was in season when. A bit of milling around Foyles and eGullet today has turned up the following; which would you recommend and are there any others?

    Seasonal Food - Paul Waddington

    The River Cottage Year - Hugh F-W

    The Kitchen Diaries - Nigel Slater


    (Andy - feel free to move to Media/News if you feel that's more appropriate)

  2. I went mainly because I wanted to try the autumn vegetables cooked in pig’s bladder with truffle broth as included on their website menu. Sadly the pigs bladder is gone which curiously makes the dish less appealing.

    By coincidence I was reading Elizabeth David the other night on poularde en vessie (From "An Omelette and a Glass of Wine):

    "A 3-lb Bresse chicken, stuffed with its own liver, a little foie gras and slices of truffle, is tied up inside a pig's bladder and cooked extremely gently in a marmite of barely simmering water for 1 1/2 hours [...] Madame asserted that nothing was easier to cook than this dish - 'What do you mean, why can you not get a pig's bladder in England? You have pigs, do you not?'"

    Apparently we still have difficulty.

  3. Excellent lunch yesterday:


    Turbot, chicory & samphire - a revelation - I had never "got" turbot up to this point.

    Veal tongue & green sauce - cheeky extra starter - very tender tongue.

    Others had bone marrow and terrine.


    Venison liver & lentils - a first for me - liver v. rare and seared on outside. Quite strong gamey flavour. Portion too large though.

    Others had forerib of beef (I ate quite a lot of this too). Perfectly rare, wonderful flavour with a good garlicky aioli. Also chorizo, snail and chickpea stew - the kind of dish I cook at home but the best fuck-off stock used here lifted this to another level.

    Puds - sorbet (too full) and a pear jelly which was wolfed down.

    Drinks included porter, champagne, martini, Chateauneuf du pape, St Jean de minervois muscat and digestifs, which explained the £90/head bill.

    Delightful service put up with us till 4pm.

  4. And finally, if I'm permitted to ask non-directly food-related questions, why is Boxing Day called that

    It is traditional in Britain for family members to put aside petty grievances and make an effort to get along for one day a year. By Boxing Day however it all becomes too much and the fighting resumes.

  5. Thought I'd bring this thread to the top as we've got a reservation there on 26 November. 

    So any recent visits? 

    I realise lots of you weren't that impressed but we thought we'd give it a go.

    Quick report back -- we were impressed with the food (on the whole) but thought the service a bit lacking for a 1*. No disasters, but slight lack of competence, from the lack of staff to show you to your table (plenty of staff, but obviously not in the right place in the hierarchy) to there being no one around to fetch coats at the end.

    We had the tasting menu, which is slightly complicated but works well. For £49 you get the same no-choice starter each (scallops in a coconut and chlli sauce on a bed of basil), then a choice of five dishes between you from a la carte menu, one from each of the five sections, which are brought together with rice. You then get a choice of dessert each.

    We had:

    - foie gras and oyster salad

    - red curry of quail dumplings

    - seared spicy venison with nam pla type sauce

    - crispy pork curry with tamarind, green beans and duck eggs

    - smoked fish and coconut soup (we were given a bowl each)

    - fresh fruit inc. watermelon, saspadillo (sp?), pomelo, pineapple, mango

    - fresh jackfruit with jackfruit dumplings and jackfruit custard

    There wasn't anything we didn't enjoy, although the venison wasn't really successful and I couldn't taste the quail in the dumplings. Spicy was pretty assertive (in common with the recipes we've tried in DT's book) and I was snobbishly left wondering how it played with the Eurotrash hen party that had turned up in the stretch Lincoln. I had assumed that the tasting menu would be sequential rather than it being brought together - don't know why, put it down to occidentalism - and was surprised at how large the portions were.

    With a couple of glasses of house champagne (bit steep at £12.50 -- a half bottle would have only been £4 more) and a good German spatlese at £44, the total bill came to £190 for two including service. Not cheap then, but as noted upthread, Nahm is one of a kind, and I suspect we'll be back.

  6. Not a chain but a genre -- Indian takeaways.

    Working late, call the place over the road (The City Raj on Farringdon St as it happens) and in 10 mins they've served up a steaming portion of rogan josh, tarka dhal and plain nan bread for £10.75. And pretty decent it was too.

    Let's hear it for the Great British Indian!

  7. If I remember correctly, I was told by Red Chilli that their chef is from Beijing. The menu extends further than Sichuan dishes and whilst good, it's not authentic Sichuanese - more the Beijing take on it.

    I am insanely jealous. I was in Beijing two weeks ago (clang!) and had the eel and chili dish that Jay mentions in a Sichuan restaurant there and was blown away. Must get down to Blue Thames sometime soon.

  8. I'm looking for quinces - I've seen the lovely big Turkish ones in Waitrose just before Xmas in the past, but if anyone spots any in shops near central or southern London (W1 for preference), please let me know.

    I have an urge to make quince jam.  We used to live in a house with a quince tree in the garden, but now we're renting, and I can't plant a quince until we've bought a place.

    The Portuguese deli at the end of Atlantic Rd (opposite M&S) in Brixton have them for £2.40/kg.

  9. He then goes on, but what he says is probably too rude for these polite pages.

    Definately, but its well worth following the link. Maybe someone ought to employ Damien Hirst to review restaurants.

    This bit's brilliant:

    Everybody looks at me and thinks I only care about money. It's, like, you dive into money, and you question money and you find out you can't rely on money. When you get involved with people in money situations and you start competing with them and you win, it looks like you're winning because you're only interested in money. But you're only winning because you don't give a fuck about money.

    Pure Martin Amis.

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