Lady Ottoline, Bloomsbury

Lady Ottoline is a lovely little pub, tucked away in Bloomsbury. A sister establishment to the renowned Pig & Butcher in Islington, this simple, rustic gastro pub offers great food at affordable prices and is an ideal venue for a friendly catch-up and drink.

Dinner is served upstairs in a shabby-chic dining room. The place was alive and kicking when we turned up at 9pm on a weeknight, obviously the  secret of Lady Ottoline is out!

We were seated at a lovely window table which was perfect on this warm summer evening. We enjoyed a glass of Prosecco before indulging in a tasty three-course meal of British-Continental favourites.

First course was light and fresh: tomato, burrata salad for me, and asparagus with poached hen’s egg and béarnaise sauce for my guest. The nervous waitress delivered these quickly and efficiently to us along with a basket of tempting bread.

For main we were won over by the roast lamb special and 28-day aged sirloin steak, both hearty and comforting recipes which smelt as good as they looked. The lamb was tender and juicy, served on a bed of creamy mash potato, but the steak was even better, well seasoned and accompanied with fabulously creamy béarnaise sauce.

We just about managed to fit in a few mouthfuls of dessert: vanilla pannacotta and lime tart were our sweets of choice.

Great food and a lovely venue, the Lady Ottoline offers everything you need and expect from a modern British pub.

More information here: www.theladyottoline.com

Dabbous, Bloomsbury

Obtaining a table at Dabbous is like winning the lottery, random and overwhelmingly exciting. The morning for my visit finally arrived, my stomach whirled, it felt like a combination of Christmas and my birthday rolled together. Whenever I have a special restaurant booked I get nervous beforehand, terrified that I’ll suddenly come down with flu, or something will happen to jeopardise my long awaited meal! I had already had to cancel my first gold-dust booking, when I was told that I HAD to work that day… I almost cried down the phone to the poor reservations girl who kindly and miraculously managed to fit me in a few days later. All plans were dropped, my dad was called and we marched off towards Goodge Street ready to be impressed.

11.55 am would usually be a little early for cocktails, even for me, but eager to try the concoctions on offer at Oskar’s Bar (downstairs at Dabbous) I succumbed. Simple innovative drinks are made expertly behind the bar, we waited while chatting to the sociable waiter. The drinks are stylish and cool, served in misted glasses and ice cold. First I tried the ‘Dillusion’ (Bombay Sapphire gin, elderflower cordial, cucumber, dill, lemon and sugar) – a simple sophisticated drink of the palest green, adorned with a tiny sprig of dill. It was perfectly mixed and deliciously subtly flavoured. The ‘Disco Rhubarb’ (Skane akvavit, homemade rhubarb syrup and apple juice) was a fun second cocktail, served long over crushed ice – a curiously fruity and refreshing drink.

Upstairs the waiters are dressed to impress and hover ready to pounce on any empty plates or glasses. Plump green olives were brought to our table and the menu explained. They recommend you choose four or more dishes each from the varied a la carte menu, or if you’d prefer there is a set lunch and a tasting menu available. We opted for the set lunch with one substitution for me, omitting the fish and adding in Iberico pork.

Warm nutty wholemeal bread arrived in branded brown bags, with a dollop of yellow creamy butter. I won course number one hands down with my gloriously summery ‘Peas with Mint’ a glass filled with a garden of creamy pea mousse, tiny purple petals and minty granita. The combination of the hot and cold textures was intriguing, but utterly delicious… I could tell my dad was jealous as his Mixed Alliums in a Pine Infusion was stunning in presentation but not as exciting in taste.

Next came my magnificent Barbecued Iberico pork with Savoury Acorn Praline, turnip tops and apple vinegar. The sticky, caramelised and richly favoured meat was accompanied by a satisfyingly nutty caramel praline, weird by wonderful. The Braised Ling with Coastal Herbs was almost too lovely looking to eat, tantalizingly soft fish with specks of bright pink and a pale creamy sauce.

Neither of us could resist the Barbequed Lamb shoulder with runner beans and lesser calamint (a fern-like member of the mint family). It was the best course yet, divinely tender meat paired with yummy beans and soft white cheese, a dreamy mix of ingredients.

For desserts the options are modest: Ripe peach in its Own Juice and Artisanal Cheese from the British Isles with baked apple and toasted sourdough. We chose one of each. The peach was perfectly simple, sweet and juicy with an alluring hint of vanilla. The cheese was beautifully presented with a delicious caramel apple and ultra thin bread crisps, my dad really enjoyed it.

After my healthy peach pudding, I was craving a mouthful of something sugary… right on cue two tiny little cakes were delivered with liqueur soaked cherries on top: a mouthful of heaven to accompany our coffees.

For such divinely delicate and pretty food, it seems a great shame that the venue is quite the opposite in style. A harsh industrial room, it doesn’t suit the elegant cuisine at all, even the front door is an oppressive heavy gateway. Aside from this minor criticism our trip to Dabbous was as sublime as hoped and Mr Oliver Dabbous is deserving of the overwhelming interest he has received.

Dabbous is very reasonable with the Set Lunch menu costing £26 for four courses and the Tasting Menu priced at £54. Enquire now and you may just get a table in 2013.

Visit the Dabbous website here for more information.

http://dabbous.co.uk/

 

The Espresso Room, Bloomsbury

Tuesday time is precious, my one weekday to cram in as many wonderful bloggable experiences as possible. I was up and about before 9 last Tuesday, zooming through town on the Central line to Great Ormond Street, home to the Children’s Hospital and the best coffee shop in London, apparently.

The Espresso Room is a tiny little shop, with inviting wooden benches outside, and enough space for about five or six cool kids to sit inside. A few trendy baristas serve the hungry customers, they seemed to have little equipment, so I wondered how they made their coffee so extra special. Above the counter is an impressive display of Keep Cups (stylish plastic portable cups to keep drinks hot in), every colour and size. My little sister gave me a pink one for Christmas and it has been put to good use every day, a practical saviour for my morning cappuccino.

I ordered a small cappuccino, I avoided ordering ‘skinny’ as I usually would, allowing myself the small pleasure of semi-skimmed milk! The coffee was, as I had heard, sensational: ultra smooth, roasted lightly to give a divine and subtle flavour and extra creamy; it was distinctive and rich, I savoured every mouthful.

Cakes and other delights are stacked temptingly; I didn’t try the brownies but they looked insanely good, instead I ordered a plump pain au chocolat for breakfast with my coffee. The pastry was flaky and buttery, melt in your mouth with a generous stick of dark chocolate running through. Not normally a breakfast gal, I enjoyed this morning meal more than usual, in fact it was my dream breakfast.

Be warned though, prices are high… and they only take cash. I had none so had to rush across the road to the hospital to withdraw a tenner, and with the addition of a miniature Keep Cup for £5 (I couldn’t resist) my grand total totted up to £9.60! A small coffee will set you back £2.60, a pain au chocolat £2. A similar price to Starbucks, but thankfully much more worth it.

Visit the Espresso Room website here.