The Delaunay is named after the prestigious French automobile marque of the early 20th Century that carried the proud name of Delaunay-Belleville. These cars were the epitome of luxury and craftsmanship in their day and among proud owners were the King of Spain and the last Tsar of Russia. They were not showy machines but ones that purred with efficiency and grace.
This restaurant lives up to the name in terms of both craftsmanship and excellence. The food is not dependent on culinary contrivance but on high quality produce. Natural flavours are enhanced and not hidden under unnecessary spices or pretentious sauces. The Delaunay lives by the axiom that simplicity is at the core of true elegance. The dishes are those solid and timeless staples of a Europe to which Britain belonged and always will: pot-roast guinay fowl, lamb, roast cod, kedgeree, sea bass with kale, goujons of plaice, sausages, schnitzels, beef stroganoff. All are wonderfully cooked and nurture body and soul.
The Delaunay is a large restaurant and is invariably busy and full. This makes the outstanding service all the more remarkable. The staff could not be friendlier and you will feel warmly welcomed from the moment you come through the door. The staff always finds time for conversation, for a funny remark, for an expression of personality. One is cocooned in an atmosphere of relaxed, warm-hearted and competent elegance.
I have been to The Delaunay for breakfast, lunch, dinner and after the theatre. I have done so frequently over the years. I have never had any but a very enjoyable experience. This is a restaurant that lifts the spirits and speaks of a courteous and kind Europe of unpretentious good food and great style. Long may that Europe, and its very representative Delaunay, continue to thrive.. Bravo!