‘Pate de foie gras to the sound of trumpets’?
Frankly I'd rather eat at Bocca di Lupo, the faultless new Italian in Soho.
The surroundings are not just glamorous, but grown-up. Stunning huge oil paintings adorn the walls. It's friendly and modern, with none of the old fashioned yards of starched white linen and attitudes to match.
You are transported to another and a better world. Flavours are combined with a breathtaking confidence and subtlety.
We loved a simple radish and celeriac salad with truffle oil, and a dish of fried artichokes with sweetbreads. Next came a tender poussin with a side of roast potatoes with chestnuts,
and a ravishing spaghetti with lobster and a hint of ginger. A nice bottle of Prosecco conjured up the Italian sunshine. Sadly too full for pudding, we vowed to return.
Their tapas system lets you plan a meal to suit your budget. Their lunch and pre-theatre deals look exceptional value. This place is heavenly.