Chefs spend careers chasing big ideas. It’s a route Peter Sanchez Iglesias knows well, having steered Casamia, then Paco Tapas, into the ranks of the UK’s fine dining elite. Both Michelin-starred, then closed and much missed, the obvious move would be to embark on a new high-profile project. Instead, he’s taken to the coals in another’s: Gwen, the eight-seat restaurant in Machynlleth, owned by Ynyshir’s Gareth Ward. He hasn’t renamed it, bought it, or erased what’s gone before – the move reflects a simpler ambition: to cook.
The motivation might be humble, but 20 courses of brilliant, highly technical cooking pulled from Spain, Mexico and Italy is anything but. Guests move across two intimate, coal-black spaces; starting in the front room, looking towards the small cold kitchen counter, before slipping behind a curtain to take up a spot within singeing distance of the open grill.
Armed with just one assistant in the kitchen, Sanchez-Iglesias jumps from Iberian comforts to blue-chip luxuries. Gildas, pimped with raw tuna, top-shelf anchovies and a sliver of olive, sit skewered and suspended above a cleansing, post-bite consomme; rich, fluffy parmesan mousse conceals a lick of sweet aged balsamic; and Isle of White tomato follows, layered with stracciatella smoked tomato jam and Tahitian vanilla. The results are euphoric; that vanilla might seem a little madcap, but it’s the perfect foil to creamy cheese and fragrant tomato bright with acidity.
Ferried through the veil into the dining room proper, one moment we’re dipping into chickpea stew, seasoned with miso and split with chorizo oil, which smacks of cocino Madrileno; the next, it’s seared Wagyu (A5, no less) perched on a shining puddle of slick, smoky adobo.
Duroc pork rib – a nod to Casamia – sous vide, flashed on the fire, presented with due ceremony on a ceramic cradle, comes glazed in sharp, smoky al pastor, while Wagyu trim finds new life in intense chili form, ladled over sticky sushi rice and teamed with humble toast soldiers loaded with butter. Favourites at every turn, we could go on, but trust this: there’s not a dud in sight.
Gwen sees Sanchez-Iglesias pictured in hi-res – no sprawling flagship required. In fact, Gwen is so small it even falls below the business rates threshold; turns out, three staff, eight seats, and 20 courses are all he needs to remind you he’s one of the UK’s greatest chefs.