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No Trouble At The Mill

Tuesday, October 18th, 2011

Minster Lovell, in the heart of the Cotswolds, is the sort of place that people like to imagine represents England at its most idyllic. It’s a small village, mainly consisting of one picturesque street, which leads up to a ruined abbey. There are glorious walks roundabout through bucolic countryside, and there are quiet spots to sit in and contemplate the passing of the seasons. If you had to pick anywhere to represent a timeless English country location, here would be about as good a place to pick as any.

Another reason to visit is to stay at the main hotel in the village, The Old Swan and Minster Mill. It’s set around two distinct buildings, each with its own identity. The Old Swan, as the name suggests, is a cosily bijou inn, with the rooms above the downstairs pub striking a fine balance between luxury hotel comforts and more sedate charms. A typical room might have a ludicrously comfortable four poster bed, swish bathroom and little treats such as a miniature decanter of sloe gin. Minster Mill, by way of contrast, offers more modern rooms, but what some of them lose in old-fashioned cosiness they make up for with spectacular views over the grounds, which make for an excellent walk.

You’re almost certain to visit the Old Swan itself for dinner or lunch no matter where you’re staying, and it’s a delight to report that the food here is solidly authentic gastropub excellence. Starters of potted shrimp with aioli and Lyme bay scallops offer unflashy but delicious appetite-warmers, and main courses are of a conservative bent, such as fantastic sausages and mash and rack of Berkshire lamb. It’s also more than worth popping down for breakfast, which offers a solidly enjoyable range of all the victuals you’d expect from a traditional country inn. Those who are keen on the more relaxing things in life would be well advised to head to the Windrush Spa for a treatment; it’s also worth noting that 2012 is going to see several developments, including an entirely new spa complex and expanded dining room, both of which will enhance the experience even more.

The Old Swan and Mill, School Hill, Minster Lovell, OX29 0RN. www.oldswanandminstermill.com

Quintessentially travelled with First Great Western. For best fares and further details please see www.firstgreatwestern.co.uk

A New Goat

Friday, October 14th, 2011

The excellent Cubitt House group, who are responsible for such high-end destinations as The Orange and The Thomas Cubitt, have just opened a new restaurant, The Grazing Goat. It occupies that strange area between Marylebone and Baker Street where it’s often tricky to find a really decent restaurant, rather than just somewhere that will take your money and provide mediocrity. At last, there’s somewhere that breaks this tradition and is really, really good. As with The Orange, it’s something of an inn with rooms, which are decorated and presented in impeccably good taste in the country house hotel style.

The ground floor is a high-end neighbourhood pub, with an excellent range of all things alcoholic behind the bar. The first floor offers a stylishly decorated restaurant (antlers on the walls) which has a sense of it being a log cabin, but without any of the chintz or kitsch this might imply. The staff are lovely – extremely friendly and welcoming, meaning that a visit here is an absolute pleasure.

The food is delicious from start to finish. Our starters of chicken liver parfait and rich, juicy scallops with pea puree and smoked bacon were more adventurous than our main course, which was a mighty rolled rib of 28 day aged Aberdeen Angus beef, but the cooking is excellent and the food is presented superbly. A succulent 2009 Pulenta Estate Malbec was a fitting accompaniment. Desserts of dark chocolate mousse cake and an unbelievably moreish carrot cake are a pleasant way to finish an excellent repast, and a few well-chosen sweet wines, such as a 2007 Sauternes, are all very fine.

This superb place has already established itself as one of the leading restaurants in the area, and there will be little doubt that it will be a huge success, especially as word of mouth is likely to continue being exceptionally strong.

6 New Quebec Street, W1. www.thegrazinggoat.co.uk

Arbutus

Saturday, September 24th, 2011

The first in Anthony Demetre and Will Smith’s acclaimed group of restaurants (the others include Wild Honey and Les Deux Salons), Arbutus initially opened in 2006 and soon attracted a great deal of acclaim for its mixture of simplicity and sophistication. Offering dishes that nodded to the neo-British techniques of Fergus Henderson’s nose to tail eating without potentially alienating the Soho audience it acquired, it won its first Michelin star in 2007 and has been steadily full and popular ever since.

However, Demetre and Smith (no, not that one. Nor the other one) are not two men who would rest on their laurels, and so this year has seen a small but effective refurbishment. The furniture is new, as is some of the contemporary art, creating a hip, creative atmosphere that one imagines would have attracted Soho types of yore, just as much as it lures the well-dressed and well fed today. The bar, always a focal point, is an excellent option for solo diners in search of a quick meal, and offers a welcome source of seating when the restaurant is invariably full.

The food has retained its extremely high standards. A famous starter is the squid and mackerel ‘burger’, though I opted for the apparently even more extreme slow cooked crispy pig’s head. This was a delight, oozing meaty and rich flavours, and helped immensely by a salad liberally doused in a tangy mustard mayonnaise. Some of the main courses might seem offputting – lamb’s tripe parcels and trotters – but they all by all accounts some of the most delectable stuff on the menu. I decided to go with the rather more conservative option of roast rabbit, which came with its own cottage pie, made up of shoulder. Portions, perhaps unusually for a Michelin-starred establishment, are hearty and substantial. Desserts stick with the English theme; a treacle tart was a thing of beauty and joy.

Special mention must go to the wine list, which not only offers a fine selection of bottles at reasonable prices (the vast majority fits snugly under the £50 mark), but also has the entire cellar available to be served by the 250ml carafe. In terms of particular recommendations, the 2010 Picpoul de Penet is both inexpensive and excellent, and a meaty red dish thrives on a hearty glass of the 2005 Rioja Reserva from Lealtanza. But someone will know what to recommend, and this certainly isn’t a place to be shy about asking for advice from the oh-so-helpful staff.

Arbutus, then, is only newsworthy in that it’s managed to emerge from a makeover with its credentials and kudos firmly intact, without trying to do anything clever-clever or pretentious. And frankly, that’s a blessing when the operation is this effective.

63-64 Frith Street, W1. www.arbutusrestaurant.co.uk

The Orange

Wednesday, September 7th, 2011

One of the most beloved places from the popular Cubitt House group, The Orange occupies that curious area between Victoria and Chelsea where it’s hard to get a decent and unpretentious meal at a reasonable cost. Thankfully this high-class establishment offers well-heeled locals and casual visitors alike somewhere of a decent standard to quench their thirst and sate their hunger. This might describe itself, perhaps knowingly modestly, as ‘a public house and hotel’, but rest assured the usual images of dank, depressing rooms and frowsy bar that this summons up couldn’t be further from the truth.

The ground floor offers a busy, boisterous neighbourhood pub, with a good wine list and a range of beers and ciders on draft. The first floor offers a stylishly decorated restaurant which manages to be both approachable and in keeping with the salubrious area that it’s situated in.

The food is superb, offering a Mediterranean twist but not labouring too slavishly under that particular yoke . Our starters of aubergine and tomato terrine with soft, creamy mozzarella and oysters were both excellent, the terrine in particular seeming to follow in the footsteps of Elizabeth David to winning effect. As it was Sunday, we eschewed the tempting-looking pizzas and pies in favour of roast beef and pork, which came served up as enormous slabs of delectable meat with all the trimmings that you could imagine. Washed down with a decent bottle of Chianti, these superbly cooked monsters were as filling and satisfying as any to be had in London today.

Thankfully dessert, so often a disappointment, lived up to expectations. A chocolate and cherry roulade managed to wittily subvert the usual expectations of a black forest gateau, and a baked cheesecake proved altogether lighter and tastier than others of its wont. The staff were superb throughout, even when I had to entertain myself in my guest’s temporary absence – the weather outside might have been atrocious, but the warmth of the welcome inside more than made up for it. We’re looking forward to our next visit to this lovely place extremely soon.

37 Pimlico Road, London SW1. www.theorange.co.uk

Highland Fling

Tuesday, August 23rd, 2011

If you ask most people what they associate with Edinburgh, the two answers that you’re most likely to get are ‘the festival’ and ‘the castle’. Some, of a more irreverent bent, might murmur something about Trainspotting and the infamous dockside area of Leith – although these days the outstanding quality of the restaurants and nightlife down there has well and truly dispelled this cliché. For others, it’s the romantic appeal of Edinburgh that’s the key to why you’d want to keep coming back to Scotland’s capital city. David Nicholls’ bestseller One Day features Edinburgh as its focal point, with the narrative both starting and finishing there, and the recent wedding of Zara Phillips and Mike Tindall reminded the world, as if it needed to be reminded, that there’s a great deal more to the city than haggis and kilts.

With the new film of One Day showcasing Anne Hathaway and Jim Sturgess falling in love amidst the city’s Georgian granite streets, to picturesque effect, it seemed as if a visit to the city one weekend was a necessary pleasure. Arriving at the effortlessly elegant Balmoral Hotel, probably the most famous and grand place to stay in the city, it’s a hop and a skip from the Waverley train station and features a clock that’s purposely set two minutes fast, to allow travelers to catch their trains on time. We were staying in the JK Rowling suite, so called because Rowling finished the final Harry Potter book inside it and celebrated the fact by inscribing this on a marble bust of Hermes, which is now placed under protective glass. The lavishly appointed room offers all the trimmings that you’d expect, from a gloriously comfortable bed to multiple flat-screen televisions.

Anyone staying at the Balmoral really has to go downstairs to the hotel’s Michelin-starred flagship restaurant, Number One. Deservedly regarded as one of the city’s premier dining destinations, those who opt for the tasting menu will enjoy a variety of delights, which are presented simply on the menu as ‘foie gras’, ‘beetroot’ and ‘scallops’, but in fact represent a synthesis between executive chef Jeff Bland (an unfortunate name which bears no relation to his cooking) and his Scottish heritage, and the more European influences that establishments of this calibre are traditionally in thrall to. Matched with a selection of Old and New World wines by the ever-helpful sommelier, it’s a true pleasure to visit.

Of course, Edinburgh is one of the great walking cities of the world. Whether, like Dexter and Emma, you have the energy to head up to Arthur’s Seat in Holyrood Park, or if you prefer a more sedate wander down the main thoroughfare of Prince’s Street, the Georgian ambience of George Street or a trip down to Edinburgh’s upmarket suburb of Stockbridge, there’s no shortage of architectural splendour and grandiosity along the way. Wherever you go will inevitably be dominated by the panoramas of the Castle and the natural peaks (like Rome, Edinburgh is a city built on hills), but there’s also a warmth and friendliness to the place that can often make up for the piercing winds that come in from the nearby sea. Oh yes, you can see the sea.

You’re almost certain to walk down the Royal Mile at some point, the main thoroughfare between the Castle and Holyrood Palace, and your best bet to go for dinner along there is the splendidly named Angels With Bagpipes. Owned by local legend Martina Crolla (her name adorns the famous Valvona & Crolla delicatessen), it offers stylish twists on traditional favourites in a romantic and convenient setting. A starter of haggis ravioli shouldn’t work but does, beautifully; Ayrshire belly of pork with Stornoway black pudding tastes so delicious that you start to believe that it’s good for you. A sensibly priced wine list offers a good selection by the glass, and the staff are endlessly helpful and friendly, making a visit here a real pleasure.

Edinburgh exerts a strange hold over people. Both quintessentially Scottish (order a couple of whiskies in the Bow Bar on Victoria Street, which stocks over 200 of them)  and somehow European in its cafe society and unspoilt feel, it is one of the most beguiling and romantic places to visit in Britain. When you next head there, walk past the throngs of people with the tell-tale orange and white copy of One Day in their hands, and find your own romantic space. Chances are, it’ll lend itself to just as affecting and true a love story as Dexter and Emma’s.

More Than Fairlie Good

Friday, August 12th, 2011

Gleneagles is probably the most famous hotel in Scotland, and rightly so. It’s a cornucopia of virtually everything you could want in a five-star establishment, from lavishly appointed suites to a spa that offers the kind of treatments that relax your body for days afterwards. Nonetheless, it’s as a fine dining destination that many people are drawn to it, and understandably so, for, in the shape of its Andrew Fairlie restaurant, it boasts the only 2 Michelin-starred establishment in the whole of Scotland. Some might murmur about places such as Martin Wishart and Tom’s Kitchin in Edinburgh being equally worthy of such an accolade, but for the time being this makes Mr Fairlie’s establishment the best restaurant in Scotland, at least on paper. Does it live up to the hype?

The answer, from a recent visit, has to be ‘yes’. The first impressions of the sleek, black-painted room, are that Mr Fairlie is not a shy man, as can be seen by the oil paintings of him that festoon the walls. However, his self-confidence seems more than justified by the excellence of the experience and the quality of the operation. The staff are friendly and welcoming – always a preferable combination than ‘correct and formal’ – and the entire (and, if you’re having the tasting menu, fairly lengthy) evening never flags or feels overstretched, a rare joy in establishments of this kind.

The food is, of course, impeccable. It’s been described by many as Scottish-French, but while this might summon up bizarre images of tartan berets, what it in fact means is that Fairlie likes to take traditional aspects of Gallic gastronomy and give them a less formal twist. So, for instance, ballotine of foie gras, a mainstay of just about any Michelin restaurant menu, is given an unusual fillip by the addition of a sort of hot foie gras bonbon. To say more would spoil the surprise, but you’d be highly advised not to bite into it. Possibly the stand-out dish of the evening was a home smoked lobster with lime and herb butter. It’s a simple but brilliant idea, so much so that it seems incredible that nobody ever thought of it before. For those with sweeter teeth, a dessert of Pertshire raspberries with chocolate cremeux and crème fraiche ice cream is a delightfully beguiling way to finish the meal.

The wine list is comprehensive, but despite the innate Gallic bias in the kind of cuisine, it’s remarkably eclectic, and perhaps best sampled by the glass for full effect. A particularly excellent 2008 Marlborough Riesling proved a fitting match with a dish of hand dived king scallops, and a 2007 Moscat Rosa from Italy beautifully offset the richness of the chocolate and strawberry pudding. When the list does ‘go French’, it does so with alacrity – a main course of slow cooked beef cheek was given extra heft by the 2001 Chateau Kirwan Margaux that accompanied it.

At the end of a long, and very pleasant, evening (3 and a half hours), my companion and I felt as if we deserved some sort of award for having conquered such a delectably varied array of fine food and wine. And so it duly came, in the shape of a battalion of petit fours. However, even with our hardy constitutions, this seemed a step too far. We looked at one another, timorous, and the staff, showing psychic skills that we’d only vaguely guessed at before, said ‘So you’ll want these to take away then…?’ Which we did. It proved the final, delightful end to a truly exceptional meal.

Andrew Fairlie at Gleneagles, Scotland PH3 1NF. www.andrewfairlie.co.uk

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