Despite its excellent location and great menu, the quality of the food did not meet expectations. The red wine sauce with the bavette steak was tasty but the plate was swimming in it, leaving the diner feeling a little overwhelmed by its richness by the end of the meal (and we love rich food). Portions were incredibly small, even by London standards, and there was definitley no feeling of value for money – this isn't fine dining after all.
To finish off a poor meal, we ordered the warm date pudding, envisaging lashings of sticky sauce and a moist, chewy cake, only to get a Mr. Kipling size slice of what looked like dry madeira cake, but was drier and burnt on the bottom. We left the burnt half on the plate, which is a rare thing in our family. On informing the waiter of the charred dessert we were told that the chef had been informed (although I'm assuming he was already aware when he took it out of the cake tin). There was no real apology and no offer of removing the offending item from the bill, which at £7.50 was not cheap. We said nothing further and promptly left.
Overall we left the restaurant feeling distinctly unsatisified and will not be going back.