Pigging out continues by the Thames
|May 24, 2012||Posted by hog under Restaurant Reviews||
The next night in London we are taken by a local to a neighborhood gastro-pub, Brompton Bar and Grill. First our friend had us to her flat, a swank duplex I might add, for some fresh shrimp, perfected horseradishy cocktail sauce and champagne; I will have to adopt that idea at home, so simple and divine. Brompton was adorable, simple and well-appointed with dove gray walls and a gleaming back bar beckoning you to have a cocktail. We do, and boy do those icy cold martinis pair well with the pig tails. I had to order them, I mean after all, all of those years being forced to wear them, now it’s time to chew on a few. Worth the oddity, one of those try once in your life items: Crispy, sinewy and very different.
Veal Holstein is also a big hit- by now we have moved into the Malbec- which holds up very nicely to a batter-fried veal cutlet atop de puy lentils and a bed of spinach with a farm fresh egg on top. My mouth is tingling as every bud of my tongue celebrates: crispy, creamy, saucy, buttery, perfectly decadent in every way. My dinner partner had a chicken stroganoff, a nice turn from the usual beef rendition, with perfectly sautéed chicken on top: So satisfying when a little local joint can really hit the spot!
Scott’s here we come! It’s lunchtime and Scott’s is packed like a can of sardines. I’m having déjà vu from Manhattan, where at high noon you could never get a seat at Coco Pazzo. The restaurant is so attractive,
so polished, so tailored, I look at my fingers wishing I had my manicure refreshed! The large U shaped bar , a
gorgeous bottle green marble hosts large white ceramic terrines filled to the brim with shaved ice and delicacies from the sea. After my first glass of champagne, I order the langoustine and crab salad, and Lord knows how, but I’m able to get the bartender to give me his best Langoustine imitation. Pretty much worth the ticket.
Next up, readers take note, the most delicate, beautiful, Dover sole in the whole wide world.
In my upcoming list of best dishes to get on a plane for, this one nails it. Fileted table side and replete with a
lemon in its sartorial splendor of lemon gauze, I am still dreaming of that fish- and any day of the week, I would typically rather eat raw! As the adorable, bowler headed doorman poses for his photo I indelibly engrave Scott’s on the must return list.
Of course, no trip to London is complete without Harrods, so enjoy some scenes from the most stylish hyper market in the world.
Brompton Bar and Grill
243 Brompton Road London, Greater London SW3 2EP, United Kingdom
020 7589 8005
20 Mount Street London W1K 2HE, United Kingdom
020 7495 7309
87-135 Brompton Road London SW1X 7XL, United Kingdom
020 7730 1234