This restaurant is a must for anyone visiting London who is looking for subtly delicious plates that do not beat to the drum of typical English food.This is the second time I have eaten here, the first in March of this year. I was relieved to find the quality had (if anything) gotten better. The setting is delightful, both upstairs and downstairs. The intimate atmosphere gives the impression you have been let in on a secret that maybe Cora herself wold only have shared with her closest companions.
For the table, we had the fresh bread with shallot butter, which was excellent. We did wonder at there being five of us and four slices of bread, but it was remedied. To begin, I had the agnolotti with Jerusalem artichokes and truffle, and it was sublime. The stuffing was light, but perfectly flavored. There was a delicate hint of truffle, nothing overbearing to the point where one wonders if they have been selected to hunt alongside the pigs in France. The portion was surprisingly large, but that did not stop me from scooping up every last bit of sauce. As a main, I had the duck with the mulled quince, and every part of it was phenomal. The meat was perfectly pink and the skin delightfully crisp, and the accompanying sauces worked so well with the companion flavors. We had side orders of the chips, Brussels sprouts, and broccoli, all of which were fresh and crisp, not a shade overcooked.
I accompanied the meal with two separate cocktails, and that bartender should be given a raise, they were excellent. Crafted with every attention to detail, they made the night that much more memorable. read more