We stared blankly at the bread and the generous slab of yellow salted butter that was placed in front of us. Was the bread going to pop out of its basket and hum a pretty tune? Was the butter going to taste like oil&vinegar?
That didn't happen.
But what happened for the next 5 hours can quite frankly only be described as: MAGIC.
1. The aerated beetroot with horseradish cream was a tiny macaron-like object that shattered to dust in our mouths. The aperitif, the first formal course of our meal provided us three options, and I chose campari soda. It wasn't a cocktail, but an egg foam poached tableside in liquid nitrogen, and lightly dusted with some raspberry powder. I had to eat the thing whole as our server sprayed a citrusy fragrance over my head. It felt like a campari-soda flavoured meringue. Oh, was my palate cleansed.
2. Red Cabbage Gazpacho. A crisp and cold bright purple soup, with the mustardy ice cream and the tiniest cubes of cucumber that found their way to my tongue now and then.
3. The next course was probably my favourite of the meal. I thought it was too very earthy to be served so early on in the meal, but who am I to argue with Mr. Blumenthal. A cup with a parfait of mushrooms and pea sorbet (that looked like a cluster of peas) served with the tiniest truffle toast. We placed an oaky film over our tongue, and the server poured a warm liquid into a bed of moss that she had placed on our table. There arose these beautiful earthy white fumes from the moss, as we bit into truffle toast and alternated it with the parfait.
4. Snail Porridge, minus the snails, plus some sundried tomatoes. This stunningly green dish was dominated by parsley, sundried tomatoes and fennel. My husband hates fennel and he didn't mind it in this dish.
5. We got an eggplant with sesame, served with a mushroom tuile. It tasted japanese owing to the combination of flavours, and I can tell you that I have never so far tasted an egglplant more buttery. My friend who got the foie gras course, said my dish tasted as good as his. Can you believe that?
6. Sounds of the sea. Obviously the folks here believe that food is not merely about the sense of taste. So they gave us this conch with earphones sticking out, that played the sound of waves crashing against the shore. They laid the components of the dish on a glass plate above a bed of sand. And they served us sand (tapioca)and the salty sea foam (veg+seaweed broth). Washed on the sand was seaweed, and three different kinds of mushroom (fish for my friend). A bit gimmicky, I know, but an enjoyable course.
7. "No Time , No Time" said the Mad Hatter while dipping his watch in his tea." We were served the mock turtle soup, and a gold dial that we dipped into our tea (a soy broth) before we poured it into the soup bowl. This is not food, it's art. It's homage to one of the most interesting men that ever lived.
8. Beetroot and horseradish risotto, with little dipping dots of sour cream sorbet. Hearty, and a great combination of textures and flavours and temperatures.
9. The hot and iced tea was exactly that. In one cup.
10. Rhubarb with coconut and neroli scented yogurt. The first dessert course, very fresh (albeit a bit unseasonal), this course was light and felt like summer.
11. Our friend got the black forest gateau while we got the most entertaining presentation of an saffron "scrambed egg" prepared tableside - an egg that the server broke and "cooked" and laid it on our french toast. We were laughing through the whole thing.
12. A kid in a sweet shop. The theater continued on. An assortment of visually stunning and mostly delicious candies. One of them looked like a playing card. Why, the queen of hearts of course!
Evidently, Heston and I share a common liking for Alice in Wonderland. Why hadn't I guessed before - all the courses were fantastic, completely whimsical, with total disregard for how you think food should be created. What was also interesting to me was that The Fat Duck uses base ingredients that one might find in a regular kitchen, and uses inventive techniques to elevate it to a new level. It is nothing if not sheer genius. If I thought it was pretentious food that only carried novelty value, I will not be giving it 5 stars, but The Fat Duck scores on every count.
This meal was a wedding gift to us by Tirthankar D. A gift like no other!
*Though I missed a couple less memorable courses, I am aware I am pushing the word limit here. Apologies, but I had to get it all out! read more