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One Of The Greatest Comedies Ever Written

Monday, January 23rd, 2012

Noises Off @ Old Vic, London

Michael Frayn’s 1982 play is rightly regarded as one of the greatest comedies ever written.

Dealing with the attempts of a failing theatrical troupe to present a hoary old farce, ‘Nothing On’ – under the tutelage of a past-it director – it combines verbal wit with a quite astonishing array of dramatic devices that illuminate the failure of the cast and crew to keep the show going. Frayn’s particular genius is to have three separate ‘Act Ones’, the first being a disastrous run-through at a dress rehearsal, the second being the action of the play observed from backstage, and the third being the incompetent presentation of it towards the end of its run.

If this sounds at all pretentious, then rest assured it isn’t in the staging. Lindsay Posner’s new production at the Old Vic provides comic bliss from start to finish, thanks to an incredibly well-drilled and very game cast, all of whom relish the opportunity to demonstrate split-second timing and remarkable comic poise. It is slightly invidious to single out particular actors from the uniformly strong company, but Celia Imrie’s grand dame thespian playing a comic housekeeper, Robert Glenister’s philandering director Lloyd Dallas, Karl Johnson’s elderly drunk and Jamie Glover’s petulant leading man are all particularly hilarious.

And, oh yes, it’s funny. Along with One Man, Two Guvnors, it’s the most uproariously hilarious night that I’ve had at the theatre this year. I’d seen it before about a decade ago with a starry cast including Lynn Redgrave and Stephen Mangan, but I don’t remember that production reducing me to the helpless paroxysm of mirth that this one did. By the end, the simplest of objects – a plate of sardines, a bag, a telephone receiver – have become so freighted with comic significance that their very appearance sends a roar of appreciative laughter through the audience.

Saying anything more detailed about the play is not only unfair, but verges on the incomprehensible for the uninitiated. All I can say is that this is a guaranteed hit, and yet another splendid addition to the run of excellent plays at the Old Vic. For this, Mr Spacey, many thanks.

www.oldvictheatre.com/whatson.php?id=80


Aurelia

Thursday, December 22nd, 2011

Whenever I am wandering through the hallowed streets of Mayfair something that always amazes me is the sheer number of really excellent places to eat. Some might say that there are too many upmarket, luxurious restaurants around this area already to which I would respond “It doesn’t matter how many there are, the really good ones will go from strength to strength while the poor ones will be forgotten in a few weeks.”

Thankfully, the newly opened Aurelia, which specialises in Mediterranean and Italian dishes to share, is set to be one of the success stories.  The place was an absolute pleasure to visit and my evening spent there was one of the most enjoyable I’ve had in a restaurant in a long time. One of the reasons why it works so well is that the people behind it, The Waney Group, have a lot of experience in the industry, having masterminded favourites such as Roka and Zuma.

I was immediately impressed when I walked into the ground floor bar which is a friendly and welcoming place. I was even more delighted however when we were taken to the downstairs dining room which features an open kitchen, allowing diners to watch the various grills on the menu being prepared. The end product really is superb and the sharing aspect of the dining experience is a novelty. The leg of Salt Marsh lamb is served with a delicious pesto and the pork chop with fennel is very nearly a match for Heston Blumenthal’s own version at Dinner. I tucked into both of these dishes heartily and with some excitement much to my guest’s chagrin – he could only watch on as I got well and truly stuck in with carnivorous aplomb. Starters are also a real hit and the perfectly put together dish of mozzarella and tomato, which can so often be a very dull option, was creamy and full of flavour. Wines are carefully matched to the food with some excellent Italian and French bottles on offer, including a particularly good Chianti. We tried to drink sensibly throughout the evening but our good work was ruined by a fierce glass of Grappa which was produced at the end of the meal, needless to say the journey home slightly more blurry than it should have been.

It’s also worth making sure that you leave enough room for dessert because the sweets on offer are not to be missed. Choose from a rich cheesecake made with mascarpone, a semi-deconstructed crème brûlée or a fine cheese board, to mention just a few.

The service was friendly and efficient which is impressive given how busy it was. The fact that it was quite so busy is, in itself, notable given that Aurelia has only just opened. We even spotted a celebrity diner there in the form of Marina Diamandis, from band Marina and the Diamonds and this is certainly the sort of place where many more are sure to flock to. Aurelia is set to see out 2011 as one of the hottest places to be in London, and deservedly so. I am looking forward to my next visit already. Don’t forget, too, that it’s open for breakfast as well as lunch and dinner, making it a truly all-day option.

www.aurelialondon.co.uk


Woodstock & Hope House

Tuesday, December 6th, 2011

The small town of Woodstock, a short journey from Oxford, could accurately be called the beginning of the Cotswolds, complete as it is with honey-coloured stone cottages, a barrage of chi-chi antiques shops, the sort of cosy pubs that come complete with log fires and somnolent dogs as standard and, of course, history in spades. Famously, the town is also home to Blenheim Palace, ancestral seat of the Duke of Marlborough and birthplace of Winston Churchill, and its magnificent grounds offer a truly breathtaking walk through the Capability Brown-designed gardens, making for a glorious experience regardless of the season.

Woodstock boasts its fair share of high-end hotels, including The Feathers, but the place to stay if you want a genuinely special and unique experience is the fabulous Hope House. Dating from the early 18th century, it was built at around the same time as Blenheim Palace, but obviously exists on a far less grandiose scale. Part of this refusal to compromise on service and setting can be found in the small-scale way in which it’s run – it consists of three suites, all named after notable local figures and places, and one separate apartment in the building next door, the Six Bells, which is recommended for longer visits.

We stayed in the Blenheim Suite, which is a genuinely wonderful experience. Offering everything you’d expect from a really top-grade hotel, from a Blu-Ray player and iPod dock to a four poster bed and stunning marble bathroom, it’s conceived on a far more impressive scale than most hotels. There’s a sense of size and space to it that makes a night (or weekend, or week) here feel more like a visit to a private home than staying in yet another faceless entity, and the warm welcome from the staff completes this feel. Everything from the Smeg fridge which doubles as a minibar (a sensibly priced minibar, not the usual exorbitant prices) to the excellent full English breakfast included as standard in the small adjoining restaurant is about as good as it gets, and certainly made for one of the most enjoyable nights that we’ve had all year.

While the hotel can cater to groups for bespoke dinners on request, most guests are steered towards the nearby King’s Arms restaurant for sustenance, and it’s easy to see why. Offering a menu perfectly pitched between heartiness and subtle innovation, head chef Brian Arnold keeps hunger at bay with such excellently presented dishes as poached duck egg with creamed spinach and crispy bacon, Kelmscott pork belly with black pudding and cider sauce and braised shank of lamb with rosemary mash. Make sure that you leave room – even if you have to share – for the chocolate quartet dessert, which boasts four different but delectable kinds of decadent treat. The wine list is copious and sensibly priced, with some unusual bottles on offer; an easy recommendation is the Chapel Down Pinot Noir, an unusually gutsy and vibrant English wine that goes well with meat and fish alike.

A visit to Woodstock is always a peaceful and pleasant experience.   If you need to escape from the bustle and hassle of urban life, if only for a weekend, then come here and begin to relax. It’s easier to do than you’d think.

www.hopehousewoodstock.co.uk
www.kings-hotel-woodstock.co.uk


Hedone-istic Delights

Friday, November 11th, 2011

Chances are that, unless you’re a student of the food blogosphere, you haven’t heard of Mikael Jonsson and his new Chiswick restaurant, Hedone. And he’d be perfectly happy with that. Jonsson, unlike most London chefs, actively eschews the idea of publicity for his restaurant, claiming to have toyed with appointing a PR to keep food critics away in the early months. This stands in stark contrast to just about every other restaurant, which is all too desperate to get as many bloggers, tweeters and influential voices in through the door in the early days of their operation. But Jonsson is defiantly his own man. Straight talking – he openly admits to having spent years sending back dishes that he was unimpressed by in top restaurants and explaining why – and dismissive of attempts to lump him in with ‘new Nordic cuisine’, he would pooh-pooh any attempt to describe him as one of the most exciting new chefs to emerge anywhere in the past few years.

However, because I have come here to praise him, not to bury him, I am going to do precisely that. Hedone is a complete contrast to most linen-tableclothed and formal dining rooms, offering a relaxed atmosphere with a wooden bar that looks into the small open-plan kitchen and comfortable wooden tables. It’s more like a branch of Le Pain Quotidien than the sort of place that tends to get foodies salivating desperately. This knowing unpretentiousness is part of Jonsson’s plan, as is the location down the less-travelled end of Chiswick High Road. Nobody would ever mistake him for someone who is attempting to get the world and his wife into his restaurant through self-promotion.

But come they have done, and Hedone finds itself full most nights. Jonsson is even going to have to begin turning tables in the modest 35-cover room, just to cater to demand. What people are going to eat remains something of a mystery until they get there, as Jonsson likes to use the freshest possible produce and is constantly refining and developing his menu to make sure that everything on it represents the highest possible quality. Of course, there are a few dishes that are already quite famous, and others that deserve to be. A starter of Cevennes onion with pear shavings is both sweet and simple, just as another dish of slow cooked hen egg with Scottish girolle mushrooms adds apricot jam, a curious but breathtakingly accomplished idea.

For me, the stand-out dish was steamed wild Dorset turbot, simply presented with cockles and cavolo nero. The turbot was breathtakingly tender and tasty, with the surface being iridiscent like mother of pearl. The previous best turbot I’d ever tried had been at the three Michelin-starred Le Bristol in Paris; this was superior. It was swiftly followed by breast of squab pigeon, with juniper-smoked potatoes and parsley and pistachio. Daringly, Jonsson not only serves this up complete with claw, but supplies a finger bowl so you can nibble on it daintily, something that has apparently caused consternation amidst the well-heeled of Chiswick, who probably didn’t expect to be presented with a pigeon claw when going out for a nice bite to eat.

A cheese course offers a small but well chosen selection of impeccable fromage, including a fine Gruyère Arpege from Switzerland and a delicious Bonde de Gâtine goat’s cheese from Poitou –Charentes, and desserts include a surprisingly light chocolate mousse creation, called the ‘Hedone chocolate bar’, and an English blueberry tart with Tahitian vanilla ice cream that my companion pronounced the best dessert she’d ever had. All the above were superbly matched by the expert sommelier, whose splendid sideburns should win an award in their own right, although Jonsson openly disagreed on his choice of a sweet Coteau du Layon to pair with the onions. (For the record, I thought it worked superbly.)

All of this is priced at far below what you might expect to pay in a competing establishment -£50 for four courses, and £70 for six courses – and the quality and ambition of the cooking represent excellent value for money. Jonsson openly describes the current state of Hedone as ‘the beta stage’ of what he eventually wants to achieve, and given the already extremely high accomplishment of his restaurant, the thought of this being surpassed over the coming years is both inspirational and rather frightening. I’m already looking forward to my next visit.

301 Chiswick High Road, W4.
www.hedonerestaurant.com


More Than A Tea Party

Saturday, November 5th, 2011

In many respects, Boston is America’s most European city. Not for nothing is it situated in New England, that most verdant and gloriously pastoral of American states. Its sense of Old World comes from the fact that its streets are steeped in history, with countless legendary events taking place here. It should be noted for the British that we seldom come out of them very well, with the Boston Tea Party far less sedate and pleasant than the name implies. However, it’s still a glorious place to visit, whether you confine yourself to the upmarket streets of Beacon Hill, the more thriving central hub of the city proper, or if you nip across the river to the coffee shops and bookshops of the university campus, Cambridge.

If you’re looking to travel there on a long weekend’s city break, you’re spoilt for choice with places to stay. The Ames hotel in downtown Boston is a particularly fine option. From the Morgans group, who also have the Sanderson in London, it’s every bit as smart and chi-chi as you’d expect, with the stylishly minimalist rooms offering great views over the city, and it’s within easy reach of both the airport and the main shopping district. If you’re staying there you really have to try the Woodward restaurant for both breakfast and dinner – the Eggs Benedict with chorizo and smoked paprika hollandaise is literally to die for, while the evening offers such decadent delights as short rib tortellini and fresh Maine lobster roll. Along with the excellent Back Bay French restaurant L’Espalier, which offers the city’s premier fine dining experience, it’s an unmissable treat for any gourmand.

Boston is of course drenched in culture as well as heritage. The famous Isabelle Stewart Gardiner museum (soon to have a Renzo Piano-designed extension) is a fascinating look at a Boston grand dame’s house, kept exactly as she left it and studded with priceless works of art and artefacts. The nearby Museum of Fine Arts has also just been expanded and now has a new wing dealing with the Art of the Americas, giving it a grandiose feel akin to its cousin The Met. And if all this highbrow art-admiring gets a bit too much for you, the very cool Liberty Wharf area is stuffed with bars and restaurants, of which the aptly named Drink, which specialises in bespoke cocktails, is probably the best.

So, an unmissable destination. But how to get there? Well, we’d recommend flying Virgin Upper Class, which has to be one of the most pleasant ways to arrive at any destination. Not only do they pick you up from your home and take you through Heathrow via a specially dedicated private channel (meaning the whole process takes no more than a couple of minutes), you can use the Clubhouse to do anything from have a bite to eat and a drink pre-flight to having your hair cut at the special Bumble & Bumble salon. Not that it’s not similarly entertaining on board; if you’re lucky enough to have a dedicated mixologist on board the flight (we had the excellent Giles Looker from Soulshakers, who has done the cocktail lists for Meat Liquor and Whisky Mist), you can look forward to drinking some of the most excellent libations known to man thousands of feet above the Atlantic. Which, to be quite frank, is about the best way of arriving in Boston that we can imagine.

Virgin Atlantic fly daily to Boston from London Heathrow. Fares start at £256 + £301.73 tax. For reservations please call 0844 2092770 or visit www.virginatlantic.com


Thirty Six Is A Lucky Number

Wednesday, November 2nd, 2011

Duke’s Hotel, in the heart of Mayfair, is one of London’s most discreet and celebrated hotels, and famous for the superb martinis served in the bar. Famously, Ian Fleming was a habitué of the place, and it’s rumoured that the famous line ‘shaken, not stirred’ was an allusion to the way in which the drinks were made. Everything about it radiates a sort of unfussed excellence, a strong juxtaposition against the more glitz-soaked establishments of nearby Park Lane – a place, dare I say, where the attitudes on display have that unassuming Parisian aesthetic we all try hard to imitate (sometimes).

One further reason to frequent Duke’s is the arrival of an extremely classy new restaurant, Thirty Six. As the subtitle ‘by Nigel Mendham’ suggests, it is now home to the titular Michelin-starred chef, who attracted much acclaim for his previous stint at The Samling in Windermere. Mendham’s interests are very much in the traditionally British vein, where dishes don’t go in for fancy frills for the sake of it, but instead focus on combining interesting and delicious ingredients in often unexpected and interesting ways.

Typical of Mendham’s techniques is a starter of quail which combines braised leg, terrine forestiere and – wittily – a miniature fried (quail’s) egg. It’s delicate, makes its point almost immediately and impresses in a subtle, unfussy fashion. Perfectly matched with a glass of 2010 Viognier Tabali, it’s a compelling start to a meal that prizes delicacy above flash. Excellent turbot is matched with rib of beef, horseradish and a native oyster, a combination of a lot of ideas that shouldn’t work by rights but, rather wonderfully, coheres beautifully. Even a more conventional dish, such as salt marsh lamb with sticky ribs, braised shank and caramelised shallot, shows that there’s a very simple formula to this: if you have a chef who knows what he’s doing, and using top-notch produce, the results will be excellent.

In fact, the closest that the menu gets to a real surprise comes towards the end, when a conventional cheese course (although available) is replaced by a golden cross clafoutis. Many people associate the clafoutis with something sweet and fruity, but this is definitely savoury, light and a definite change of pace from what people would expect. Much, in fact, like the rest of Thirty Six, a place that surely will become one of Mayfair’s most popular haunts before too long.

St James’ Place, SW1. www.dukeshotel.com


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