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|Address:||Mandarin Oriental Hyde Park, 66 Knightsbridge, London SW1X 7LA|
|Tel:||020 7201 3833|
|Price: £74.00||Wine: £35.00||Champagne: £75.00|
|Opening Hours:||Mon-Sun 12N-2.30pm 6.30-10.30pm|
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The first impression of walking into this restaurant is its a modelled on the cafe at Edinburgh airport. Brown furnishings, view into the kitchen, uniformed staff, distant sightings of the great outdoors. Once seated, you realise the place is dominated by the chefs cooking the mains and you have to ask whether they are human? They don't appear to sweat or talk. How do they communicate, how can they not sweat in that heat?
But no matter, we are here to be entertained and wowed and the menu certainly does that, with a little explanation from someone not in grey (nice lady seemed to know whats going on) we all dived in.
My wife's Lobster and cucmber soup (the only starter without a clever names… but for sake of clarity in this reviewI will call things by it what they are) was sublime. Rich, sweet, balanced. WOW ! My octupus with sea broth, spelt and salsify (Frumenty) was a triumph of salt over taste , obliterating what was v well cooked octopus. Shame. Thankfully we had ordered a meaty Fruity to share and this is Heston at his mad, magical best and the bottle of Portuguese white called Nosso, chosen by our Portuguese sommelier was fantastic.
But a worrying trend had set in, a succession of different servers appeared and disappeared none really knowing what was going on. We were beginning to feel as if we were in a robot factory…
Next came to mains: Powdered duck breast (again the wife going for something she could understand) was a triumph of soft, sweet ,not overly gamey bird, blasted out of the sky by fennel. Half good, half bad. I order the Turbot where the fish and cockles were sublimly cooked. I decided after a mouthful to leave the leaf chicory alone, which simply mugged the dish. Never seen such good cooking put with such over powering vegatables, cooked in a way to turn them from imposters to super villans!
The Tipsy cake was a triumph, my Mum would have been pleased ! But the quaking pudding wasnt. To heavily spiced to allow the flavours of the fruit to show. Once again a dish had been mugged.
And all the time our waiitng staff changed as if they were disposable, memoryless clones.
Some of the food is truly great, some of it (often on the same plate) is awful.
Perfectly done but awful.
And really, I dont mind clones for staff as long as I get the same clone, storing up the info from our previous converation.
And none of them sweat…