A meal at 1771 feels like going for dinner at your posh mate’s house - and we say that with love. White tablecloths and pricey artworks let you know this is a serious restaurant, but the amiable service and cosy atmosphere make you feel right at home.
The dining room is a mix of white and tan tones, featuring rattan chairs, fresh flowers in wicker vases and honey-toned banquettes dressed with plump scatter cushions. During the day, we imagine 1771’s large windows flood the dining room with light, but it’s currently a dinner-only operation, so when we visited the space was warmly lit with candles.
Chef Mark Jarvis oversees a contemporary British offering, which clearly prioritises fresh, high-quality ingredients. Diners can choose between a three-course set, a six-course tasting menu or a succinct a la carte, all of which evolve with the seasons. We opted for the tasting menu and were impressed by the parade of disarmingly simple, well executed dishes.
The best thing we ate was a plate of blushing, gamey venison, paired with the sweetness of a smooth carrot puree. Aged halibut was another contender, accompanied by watercress and rainbow chard, which allowed the gentle flavour of the fish to sing, while a spoonful of caviar added a touch of luxe. We also loved a bowl of tempura wood cauliflower (actually a mushroom) wrapped in a light, lacy batter and finished off with a snowdrift of earthy black truffle shavings.
The only dud was a pre-dessert of beetroot granita with tapioca which felt like a clash of flavours and too overpowering to act as a palate cleanser. Pudding pulled things back though, thanks to a sweet and sugary pain perdu slicked with butterscotch and served with parsnip ice cream (far more appealing than it sounds).
At under £70 (excluding drinks) 1771 is something of a bargain as far as tasting menus go. If you want to keep splashing the cash though, head down to the basement bar on your way out, a hidden gem that pays tribute to the Pop Art era.