There are restaurant openings, and then there are homecomings - moments when a chef returns to the scene of their earliest triumphs, sleeves rolled, knives honed, with a retinue of Michelin-starred talent in tow. Tom Brown at The Capital is precisely that: a full-circle event, staged in the same dining room where Brown once soared under Nathan Outlaw, now reimagined as the flagship for his singular, seafood-led vision.
First, we’re ushered to the adjoining bar, which is all rippled holochrome with a ceiling spangled with faux stars, for a cup of sweet plum sake. In a move borrowed from the Michelin playbook, we’re then whisked into the kitchen to dispatch a single mussel. Cloaked in a tart beetroot and port glaze, and filled with a silky mussel parfait, the stunt pays off.
The dining room, meanwhile, is bright and almost cheerful. The walls have the cool translucence of sea glass, and there are rattan-backed chairs, and chandeliers that bristle with golden spikes. It seats only 28, but Brown’s cooking here is as bold and restless as ever.
A ‘prawn toast-ish’ number is a clever opener - oyster poached for an hour, layered triple decker style, and pepped up with a seaweed hot sauce that checks all the sweet, spicy, saline boxes. Bread arrives with a parade of cured fish charcuterie, some hailing from Brown’s now-closed Michelin-starred Cornerstone restaurant. Think cod mortadella, salmon bresaola, and trout ham, accompanied by an addictive crab oil with a sly lick of balsamic.
Not everything is pitch-perfect. Tuna tartare, though visually arresting, leans too hard on soy and miso, and cries out for acid to cut the fattiness of a quail’s egg yolk. Scallop with hazelnut caramel feels an objectively odd pairing, while a crab custard is thick and cloying despite a few flecks of grapefruit flesh dispensed tableside.
Elsewhere, that risk-taking bears fruit. Cuttlefish ravioli is ingenious at every level: the heads are blitzed to form ‘pasta’ sheets, and filled with ricotta and braised tentacles. That same braising liquor is then transformed into a rich sauce with handfuls of robust pecorino..
It’s ten courses bookended by some quite remarkable things, all delivered with friendly, confident service that’s well-suited to a Knightsbridge crowd. With a few tweaks to temper some of the kitchen’s wilder impulses, The Capital’s flagship restaurant could become the defining act of Brown’s career - a restaurant as thrilling as it is thoughtful, and one that London’s seafood lovers should watch closely.