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Tasting Delights

Friday, December 31st, 2010

Albert and Michel Roux Jr have an enviable reputation throughout the world for some of the restaurants that they are associated with. Le Gavroche and The Waterside Inn, to name but two, regularly feature in accounts of the top 50 restaurants anywhere. Now, father and son have their first collaboration in 19 years in the auspicious surroundings of the Langham Hotel, and it’s a conspicuous success and a pleasure to visit.

The first thing that you notice arriving in the grand David Collins-designed room is how splendidly ornate your surroundings are, with an atmosphere like a cross between a luxurious ocean liner and a fin-de-siecle ballroom. Of course an impressive room does not always make for a good evening’s dining, but the skill and professionalism of the cooking here, from head chef Chris King, means that no diner is likely to be disappointed.

There’s virtually every kind of menu on offer here, ranging from a la carte to the restaurant’s pride and joy, their sommelier menu, a seven-course extravaganza which is designed to be paired with some of the extensive offerings from the cellar. Whatever you choose, you’ll be offered some of the most innovative and distinctive food available in the capital at the moment. Cooking as perfectly executed as citrus cured smoked salmon with Aquitaine caviar, roast wild sea bass and brown shrimps and the piece de resistance, the short rib of beef (truly melt-in-mouth stuff) deserves every kind of accolade.

The 1400-strong wine list is presented in a book so thick that it would take even the hardiest oenophile several days to digest, and the service from the more than capable staff is sensibly paced, allowing diners moments of pause and rest between the gastronomic delights. If the Michelin inspectors make another visit during the course of this year, and this fine establishment isn’t graced with at least one star, there is little justice.

Roux At The Langham, Portland Place, W1. www.thelandau.com

A True Pearl

Tuesday, December 28th, 2010

When you hear that the excellent chef of Holborn’s fine restaurant is called Jun Tanaka, and that the restaurant itself is named Pearl, the obvious and lazy assumption is to think that it specialises in Oriental food. In fact, Tanaka’s excellent cooking is far more indebted to Western and European traditions, perhaps a legacy of his earlier work with Marco Pierre White and at restaurants as eclectic as The Square and The Capital. Yet his background is perhaps evident in the way in which he takes risks far beyond the purview of many other chefs, often succeeding in thrilling and highly original fashion. This is cooking as front row stalls theatre as much as it is simple dining.

The restaurant, located within a stylish setting on High Holborn (and indeed the eagle eyed might remember it being used in the finale of Masterchef: The Professionals) is aesthetically pleasing from the off, with a slick, New York vibe to it that undercuts the potential stuffiness that other fine dining restaurants often find. But the fireworks here are culinary from the off, with a starter of beautifully cooked scallops being taken to daring heights by the addition of herb-encrusted chicken oysters and garlic puree. The potential for disaster with this kind of combination is sky high, so full credit to Mr Tanaka for not just pulling this off, but pulling it off with style to spare. It’s a pleasure to eat, and this lasts throughout the meal, with daring, innovative touches including the unthinkable but delicious addition of a beetroot tarte tatin to a main course of perfectly cooked Denham estate venison and a dessert – which even now, a couple of weeks after our visit, makes me feel nostalgic – of peanut and caramel chocolate dome, which is about as perfect a pudding as I can remember.

The wine list is capacious, almost overwhelming with its near-endless array of fine vintages. Perhaps nodding to Tunaka’s eclectic range of influences, this isn’t the usual kow-towing to Old World sensibilities, but offers an exciting range of wines from around the globe, both by the bottle and the glass. A 1977 Rivesaltes dessert wine might well be one of the highlights, especially combined with the wonders of the chocolate dome. But whatever you like, the genuinely friendly and helpful staff will steer you in the right direction.

Calling a restaurant Pearl is tempting fate, with any number of dismissive puns about inferior establishments just waiting to be made. Thankfully, the quality of the experience here, on every level, more than justifies the name. This is a marvellous place, and highly recommended for a visit.

252 High Holborn, London WC1 www.pearl-restaurant.co.uk

Regards Of The Season

Thursday, December 23rd, 2010

Ah, Christmas. Season of peace, prosperity and goodwill to all men, right? Hardly. My own experience of the days between 24th and 31st December tend to be a mixture of extreme mind-numbing boredom, interspersed with too much eating and drinking (cue hangovers and indigestion), and, if you’re very unlucky, some apocalyptic family rows to shake things up in between the endless repeats of old films and unfunny festive specials of ‘comedies’.

Thankfully, the National’s top-flight staging of Alan Ayckbourn’s 1980 comedy Season’s Greetings comes as a pleasant alternative to pantomimes. Superbly directed by Marianne Elliott (whose 2006 RSC Much Ado About Nothing was a particular favourite of mine), the top-flight cast raises what would otherwise be an enjoyable but unexceptional piece of festive biliousness into the realms of comic bliss.

The set-up is straightforward. Neville and Belinda Bunker (Neil Stuke and Catherine Tate) are holding a festive party for people including Neville’s former colleague Eddie (Marc Wootton) and his pregnant wife Pattie (Katherine Parkinson). Meanwhile, incompetent doctor Bernard (Mark Gatiss) is preparing his annual puppet show, much to everyone’s dread, his drunken wife Phyllis (Jenna Russell) is on the sauce and a young novelist (Oliver Chris) is getting hormones flying. Oh, and psychotic Uncle Harvey (David Troughton) has a gun and a knife strapped to his leg…

Obviously, things go very, very badly wrong indeed, to frequently hilarious effect. The scene that made me laugh hardest was when Chris’ earnest young novelist tries to explain to Phyllis that he isn’t gay, and that novelists are no more likely to be homosexual ‘than train drivers, for instance’, which leads to much beautifully acted and articulated confusion. There’s an undercurrent of pain, rejection and suffering that makes this a far more enticing prospect than many similar works, as when Parkinson’s character looks down at her drunken husband, passed out, and says ‘I had to fight for that’, but most of the appeal comes from very talented comic actors bringing splendid nuance to their roles, even if Gatiss’ hapless simpering does seem to recall The League Of Gentlemen’s Dr Chinnery slightly too much for comfort.

Nevertheless, a highly enjoyable evening, and one that will hopefully retain its mix of punch and poignancy until the end of its run in March.

Until 13 March. National Theatre, SE1 www.nationaltheatre.org.uk

All At The Hall

Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010

There are several places in the heart of England that offer beautiful and sweeping landscaped 18-hole golf courses, a stunning stately home venue for conferences, special events and weddings, a Michelin-starred restaurant with one of the country’s most innovative chefs and lavish and extremely comfortable accommodation. The trouble is that most of these amenities tend to be offered separately. All praise, then, to the oh-so-glamorous Brocket Hall, which manages to combine all of these various delights in one extremely desirable package.

The first impression that you get when arriving at Brocket Hall is that of glorious spaciousness. The house itself overlooks a stunning natural water feature, Broadwater Lake, and if you’re going to be holding an event at the Hall itself, you can look at the various stunning rooms inside it, the most notable of which is the Ballroom, which boasts the second longest dining table in England (the first is at Windsor Castle) and where Lady Caroline Lamb, of Byron paramour fame, introduced the waltz to England.  Those of a slightly more prurient nature might enjoy a visit to the Billiard Room, where a former Prime Minister, Lord Palmerston died while, as the euphemisms say, ‘in the arms of a chambermaid’.

If you’re fortunate enough to be holding your wedding at the Hall you can stay in one of the grand bedrooms, such as the stunning Lady Melbourne Suite, but if you’re just visiting for the night, you will be extremely comfortably accommodated in Melbourne Lodge, the carefully converted former stable block.

Many will be familiar with the glamorous Auberge du Lac, which has established itself as one of the best restaurants for miles around (and indeed, perhaps slightly surprisingly, is the only one with a Michelin star in affluent Hertfordshire.) Not only does it offer a stunning and romantic setting overlooking the lake and the hall, but under the careful eye of Executive Chef Phil Thompson, a delectable selection of dishes are on offer such as port and armagnac marinated foie gras served, unusually but brilliantly, with banana, poached fillet of sea bass and roast loin of Balmoral estate venison. It’s every bit as delicious as you’d expect, and expertly matched with a selection of primarily Old World wines by the expert sommeliers.

If you’re into golf, there’s a splendid clubhouse and one of the country’s most beautiful courses. But it’s really not enough to keep on spouting hyperbole – there’s genuinely something for everyone at Brocket Hall, and so whether you’re visiting for a conference, wedding or just a gourmet extravaganza, you’re not going to be disappointed.

Brocket Hall, Welwyn, Hertfordshire AL8 7XG. www.brocket-hall.co.uk

A Rip-Roaring Night Out

Tuesday, December 21st, 2010

Farce is a comic form uniquely difficult to pull off on stage. From one of its most famous early examples in English theatre – the gulling of Malvolio in Twelfth Night – its success on stage (it’s very seldom particularly entertaining to read) depends entirely on timing, performance and staging. I’ve done everything from wept with laughter at particularly well-handled situations to sat stony-faced at productions that just fail to ignite at all.

Richard Eyre’s new production of Feydeau’s A Flea In Her Ear, thankfully, is closer  to the first category than the second. It is helped by Eyre’s fluent and pacey direction and his ensemble, which features the estimable Tom Hollander, fresh from his enormous success in Rev, and a fine supporting cast including the likes of Lisa Dillon, Jonathan Cake and Tim McMullan.

Feydeau’s play might, in the wrong hands, seem dated, but here it managed to amuse and compel throughout. Revolving around a stuffy businessman who’s having difficulties satisfying his wife, who believes he’s an adulterer and constructs an elaborate trap for him as a result, it has a carefully paced first act before a frenetic second act where farcical momentum is at last gathered, as the central characters are all trapped in a hotel of ill repute, ran by a manic Basil Fawlty-esque proprietor with military pretensions.

Hollander, doing manful duty in a dual role as the businessman and his lookalike, a drunken hotel valet, is superb, perhaps predictably, but all the cast are extremely strong. I especially enjoyed Cake’s swaggering would-be Casanova, whose romantic pretensions keep being undone by his incompetence. The Old Vic has been producing some genuinely great work recently, such as the fine revival of Noel Coward’s Design For Living, and I look forward to Anne-Marie Duff in Rattigan’s Cause Celebre and Kevin Spacey in Sam Mendes’ new staging of Richard III next year. This will serve as a marvellous Christmas treat until then.

Until 5 March. Old Vic, The Cut, SE1. www.oldvictheatre.com

A Silent Revolution

Monday, December 20th, 2010

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