Simon Hulstone, the elephant, Torquay

Torquay, as everyone knows, is only famous for Fawlty towers, Agatha Christie and saga coach tours. Visit there however, and it is easy to see how it received the nickname ' the English Riviera'. An incredibly picturesque town in parts, the climate is definitely more like its continental namesake than most other seaside resorts in the UK.

Trying to add his name to the admittedly short list of famous residents of Torquay is Simon Hulstone of the elephant restaurant. Originally from Stoke, and at one time a resident of Coventry, Simon and his lovely wife Katy have chosen Torquay as the place to raise their young family (two daughters Tansy,5 and Cicely,4 are to be joined soon by another sister)

Although my photos don't really show it, Torquay was bathed in sunshine for most of the day I visited Simon in May.

I have known Simon for a long time- I wont say how long, but when we met I fitted in 32" trousers and Simon had long hair- and following a meal at Dinner by Heston we had enjoyed previously, I was invited to visit the elephant and sample the food Michelin have rewarded with a coveted star since 2006. This would be the first time eating Simon's food for me, and I was looking forward to it, having seen his dish at Kaiwecare which in my opinion was one of the best of the night.

Arriving in the restaurant, it is an inviting place, with several pictures of an elephant in various surroundings ( I presume around Torquay), as well as little elephant statues (one of which @satbains1 recently pinched and took photos of in some of the restaurants he visited on his latest culinary tour!) and images of the beast etched into tables. With a nod to the towns seaside resort fame, there are figures of crabs, seagulls and beach huts on the tables, giving each one an identity. (on my table was a pink beach hut with a seagull).

The real star of the show, as it should be in a restaurant of this standing, is the food. After a few nibbles- olives, and some fine bread with olive oil, butter or pork rillettes with crackling- we moved on to the opening course- Simon's famous 'beetroot, elderflower, vulscombe goats cheese and tansy'. This was the kaiwecare dish which stole the show, and it was a stunner. Each component was perfectly assembled, had clean flavour and was perfectly seasoned. The elderflower curd gave a hint of sweetness and the saltiness of the goats cheese added to the depth of flavour which can sometimes be tricky to balance with the potent beetroot. As good an opening course as I can remember, and a real indication of what lay ahead.




Moving on, I was next treated to 'Devon crab, cucumber, watermelon,fritter, ketchup, lovage'. Another highly visual dish, succulent white crab was assembled atop a piece of compressed watermelon and wrapped in a cucumber jelly with batons of radish. a cucumber ketchup decorated the plate and added umami to the experience. the fritters of brown crab meat were tasty in a mild way that is hard to achieve with brown crab, which can overpower the tamer white sometimes. The tartare sauce which the fritters rested on was the only unnecessary element of the dish for my liking, but even that was done perfectly.

After the crab came 'ham hock tortellini, toffee pea, salted pecans and shoots', a sweetened pea soup, with a deliciously moist ham tortellini sat in it. pea shoots garnished and added another fresh pea taste to the dish, and the salt pecans was a great touch, again balancing the experience.

Back to seafood for the next course-'bay scallop, cabbage, lemon confit, risotto'. a single but enormous scallop was the centrepiece, and it was exactly how I like my scallops- just caramelised on the outside, and still translucent inside. The beautiful mollusc was nestled on a lush, rich risotto and creamed savoy cabbage which was so finely shredded it must have cooked in moments, which would explain the fresh taste and perfect texture. The lemon confit giving just a hint of sharpness to help cut the creamy risotto, and the light lemon foam was the ideal 'sauce' for such a delicate dish.

Following Simon's brave effort in Lyon in the Bocuse d'or this January, I'm sure many of us are familiar with his fish dish for that competition, a variation of which was my next course- 'halibut, parsnip, lardo, verjus, spring onions, golden sultanas, flowers'. Obviously the dish for Bocuse was a lot more complex, but the similarities are there. I was fortunate to be one of the tasters at one of Simon's run through's before Lyon, and this was every bit as tasty. the un-named sweetbread beignet gave an earthy kick to the dish, and the verjus and the sultanas were a sweet-acidic marriage made in Devon... Seriously though, a lovely dish, and one which I am sure many will have watched being cooked on Saturday kitchen back in January!

getting fuller by the mouthful at this stage, I was glad of the slight pause in proceedings when Simon came out of the kitchen to have a bit of a chat. Despite having only spoken to him on a few occasions since working together all that time ago, chefs always stay the same and Simon is exactly as I remembered him- confident, borderline gobby and very giving. He has a great team working for him, and he is full of praise for them and how they helped him get through the periods where he struggled to get around the kitchen after his recent accident, where his beloved Lambretta had a blow-out and he fractured his leg and wrists. Must be a great boss too, as he has had his team together for a while now.

the break over, we continued with 'duck, celeriac, pak choi, spiced honey, pain d'epices'. The succulent duck breast had everything- depth of flavour, sweetness, crisp fat and a moist flesh. You have to gauge any chef by how well he does the simple things, and cooking duck is easy to get wrong, yet many chefs do just that. In this dish, Simon again shows respect for the ingredient and only does anything to them which improves, no technique for technique's sake here. The garnishes were all superbly executed and worked incredibly well on the plate, and even on the side dish of crispy duck tongue salad.

Desserts up next, and although simple looking, the 'cheesecake, passion fruit, honeycomb, citrus' was every bit as tasty as the rest of the meal, a lovely balance of sweet cheesecake, and acidic citrus and passion fruit, with the texture of the honeycomb just right for the creaminess.

My final course was 'treacle tart, marmalade, milk, clotted cream'. As Simon put it-'everyone likes different things with their treacle tart, so we give them the choice'. Again, technically spot-on, each component was good, from the silky smooth milk sorbet, the textured marmalade and the 'presumably' local clotted cream to the tart itself. pureed to remove the texture of the breadcrumbs, this had all the flavour I remember my Nan's treacle tart having with fondness.

All together, this was a very accomplished meal, and the food of a happy chef with a strong brigade behind him. Putting our connection to one side, knowing that the dishes I tasted were directly from the menu and not specials assembled to impress shows the talent here. Simon and the Elephant can only keep growing, as his reputation spreads and more people realise that there is more to Torquay than Basil Fawlty.

Lunch at 'The Pass' at South Lodge (Matt Gillan)

Sometimes lunch is an inconsequential meal- a grabbed sandwich, a nibble on the run, a few leftovers from the previous nights supper- Sometimes its a planned event, whether large scale or a small meeting over a brief meeting, and sometimes its an event, an event that involves a long journey and some fiddling around of schedule and re-planning of other events.

Such an event was what I experienced last Friday, at Matt Gillan's impressive open plan restaurant within South Lodge Hotel nr Horsham.

Lots of restaurants nowadays have the 'chef's table' where you can experience the heat, passion and occasionally swearing that the professional kitchen offers. Matt and South Lodge have gone one better, and created a twenty two seat restaurant where EVERY table is in the restaurant. Banquette seating faces the 'action', and the opposing chairs on the other side of the table face a bank of screens which flick between images being shown from three separate areas of the kitchen, and also swivel so the diner can inspect the action first hand between courses.

The design is modern, yet feels in keeping with the age of the original building (there are two recent additional annexes at the hotel) with the clever use of the old building exterior walls which are clearly visible and indeed separate section of the kitchen like centuries old office partitions.

Below the kitchen is a fantastic private room, with a wine theme and feel, accentuated by a first for me- a wine vending machine! bottles are connected into chilled sections, and a card is obtained from reception where you can buy credits and choose which of the perfectly maintained and chilled wines to try.

My original idea to eat at The Pass came about through a late night chat with Matt on twitter, where I realised the hotel and restaurant are very near my brother's home in Havant. A plan quickly hatched around the idea of killing two birds- nice meal and family visit- with one stone.

Having been busy with one thing and another, it took a while to organise the trip, so long in fact that by the time I finalised my plans it turned out my brother and his family were on holiday when I went. typical me.

Anyway, it was all made worthwhile the moment I stepped out onto the terrace at South Lodge- perfectly manicured lawns, great views and a real welcoming feeling from the staff-a genuine glow of people happy in their surroundings and positions. after ordering a quick aperitif I was greeted by the man himself, Matt Gillan. We had a brief chat- his restaurant already had diners in it so I didn't want to take up too much of his time, but he proved to be a charming as well as a talented chap.

After our chat, Matt invited me to try a bespoke tasting menu, featuring some new dishes the team had been trying to perfect recently. Having seen a few photos on twitter of the trial runs I was pleased with the honour of being the first person outside the kitchen to try these dishes. Once sat in the comfort of The Pass, I was presented with some canapés- cheese sablé, truffled goats cheese mousse, parsnip crisps and bread-sticks. these were all impeccable, and it was interesting to have three separate canapés which were all compatible and worked so well together.

My first course was an amusing amuse(!) of Caesar salad, or at least Matt's interpretation of it. this was not the tired version of an old classic, but a complete re-invention using the components in a different presentation- diced iceberg lettuce, pancetta and croutons lay in the bottom of the bowl, topped with a traditional Caesar dressing, then a surprisingly tasty lettuce foam, made using a nitrogen cream whipper, and topped with some parmesan crisps. a clever re think and a tasty start, which wasn't too overpowering. On a personal level, I would have valued having a single plump oily anchovy involved, but I didn't feel the dish suffered from the lack of it.

Next was another slight twist on a classic, a tomato and mozzarella salad. The twists came in the shape of cherry tomatoes in a couple of different guises- completely fresh and semi dried, some olive 'soil' which was scattered liberally over the salad, some delicate bocconcino (small mozzarella balls) were also decoratively placed around the plate, as were celery leaves and thin strips of celery, and some baby purple basil. the final garnish was a perfectly gauged celery sorbet. I say perfectly gauged, because it was just the right balance of sweet and savoury, and had just enough flavour of the vegetable without being overpowering.

The next dish was one which i had seen Matt tweeting about only a couple of days prior to my visit- quail breast and leg with pak choi, chicory and poached quail egg. the picture i had seen had not done it justice, and the flavours of the accompaniments were strong enough to make what can be a bland bird into a champion fowl. The leg had been almost completely de-boned, leaving a tiny but perfectly formed drumstick, and the breast was as close to just done as you can get-and I mean that as a compliment. The egg was beautifully smooth and creamy, and the red onion marmalade it was paired with was sharp and sweet in equal proportions, as it should be.

The next step on my culinary journey was another newbie, the playful crab, orzo and sweetcorn salad. the sweetcorn came in two forms, a coarse purée and smoked kernels. amongst the kernels were some pickled shimeji mushrooms and some diced lemon segments, both of which gave a nice acidic touch to the dish. the orzo and crab were compacted into two balls, rather like, as Matt put it, the beginnings of arancini, and topped with truffle 'glass', crisp clear sheets which had small dice of black truffle encased within. a great dish of two gentle flavours- the crab and mushrooms-mixed with and held together by the larger, more purposeful flavour of the truffle. great textures also helped make this a memorable part of the meal.

At this stage of my meal, I made a note in my little black book/iphone about the children's meals on the table next to me. one of the little girls had ordered melon, and the team in the kitchen had arranged her fruit to resemble a face, with features created from other fruits-grape eyes etc. a nice touch, which the family definitely appreciated, and I only mention to show the down to earth approach at 'The Pass'. No food snobbery, despite their many accolades. nice to see.

Anyway, as the melon 'face' was presented, my next course was being assembled by Matt and his junior sous chef Hanna. For what was essentially my main course, I had pork-fillet and belly, married with a black pudding cannelloni, garlic confit, broad beans and aubergine caviar. the pork was again cooked perfectly, and the thin strip of crackling carried a lot more flavour than such a sized piece should. all the individual garnishes worked well on their own, I am still undecided if they were complete matches for each other. Technically a good dish, perhaps overshadowed by the other courses, and although far from a failure, not my favourite.

My final savoury course was essentially a cheese course, a Barkham blue cheese bon-bon, with red onion marmalade, fig and apple jam, grapes, apple discs and parsley cress. lots of light fruity flavours to balance the creamy saltiness of the cheese. Obviously Matt didn't know this, but Barkham is one of my favourite blue cheeses, and the fig and apple combination is one which I favour with blues, so this dish was a real winner for me. again the presentation was stunning, but not purely aesthetic, showing the individual fruits off well and giving a lovely sense of the garden.

The first dessert was brought to my table by Matt himself, seeing as he was only four yards away when he finished it. As it was placed down, i was given the description "fennel and raspberry- that's all I'm saying" which gave me some detective work to do. It was obviously a brulee, and it had a distinct flavour of the aniseed vegetable about it. The crisp caramelised layer was wafer thin and very sweet. the raspberry came in the sorbet and a few dried pieces of the fruit. A thin slice of crisp candied fennel also adorned the top of the brulee crown giving height and an elegant sleek finish. the only part i failed to recognise was the tiny blobs of lemon curd dotted on the top, which gave a subtle sweet acidity to bring it all together. Matt said that was the first time the fennel brulee had left the kitchen, and he had been a bit nervous about it, but he had no need to be, it was a stunning dessert, and well crafted from a tricky vegetable to incorporate into sweets- I know, I've tried!.

Lastly, but by no means least came the rice parfait, a perfectly spherical ball of smooth rice parfait coated in what I guess was ground toasted rice, so fine it was powdery, yet still carrying a rice flavour. this was accompanied by a raspberry jelly, white chocolate ganache with chocolate popping candy and basil ice cream. again, I'm undecided whether these all worked together, but they certainly weren't horrible. a strawberry coulis/ jam also made an appearance, and it helped to marry the lot together. the visual appearance was a nice touch, all the components lay on a piece of toasted marzipan, which also gave a delicate almond flavour.

All that remained was to thank my hosts, Matt and the awesome Dominic, and to have a cheeky earl grey with some lovely petit fours, vanilla truffles and passion fruit pate de fruits.

all in all, a really good meal, with some amazing dishes and great touches all throughout. I can strongly recommend The Pass, and I shall definitely be returning- the next time I visit my brother!

Finding staff

It's a lot of chefs nightmare- a member of your team hands in his notice. This is especially true in a small team like mine, where we all play a part in every section and cover each other on days off etc. Being a small team is fine, and works well when everyone plays their part and knows every corner of the kitchen and how to run each section. I guess on that respect I have been lucky since before Christmas when I took on a young Polish lad to fill my last vacancy, as we have had a reasonably settled group since then. Over the last month, all that has changed, and I have had virtually everyone hand their notice in now, including the aforementioned Polish boy, who is returning to Poland as his mother is ill. Another person is hoping to leave as she has has a small child to look after and needs full time hours, but in straight shifts (which I unfortunately can't offer her at present).
There is also a young man who I had had some hope for, he was never the brightest star of the culinary world but he kept going, had been learning and picking things up, and was making good progress until he recently passed his driving test and bought himself a new car. For reasons known eonly unto himself, he felt it was best to get himself finance on a 2009 plate car which he now realised he can't afford. Given the options of changing the car for a bit of an older model and staying here, learning his trade or going to an hourly paid "dead end job" (his words), he has chosen the latter.
To my mind that is a big shame, as there are jobs with prospects ahead of him if he could just open his eyes and see that. I remember being his age and being told similar things I guess, but I know I never overstretched myself so badly that I had to give up a career I (and he) loved.
Without sounding like an old fart, harping on about the 'youth of today', I do feel that it shows how these days young people do have different priorities from the past, no longer is there the desire to learn a trade and use it to create whatever you can in the future, it is very much about the now, and wanting everything without putting the hard work in. I am of the opinion that if you work for something, you appreciate it more when you get it, if something is just handed to you, you never fully respect it or at the very least take it for granted that it can always be replaced, as it has cost you nothing financially or by means of effort.
All of this also means I am now looking for an entire kitchen brigade, apart from my sous chef, who starts next week!
In all seriousness, if anyone is looking for a job in the south wales area, or knows someone else who may be, please get in touch at stevebennett@llch.co.uk or on my Twitter- @chefbennett01.
Thanks for reading my moaning post!



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Location:Nr abergavenny

Nothing is rotten in the state of denmark

Recently, I managed to get myself invited to a lunch at Noma by a fellow chef Gareth Johns of the Wynnstay arms, Machynlleth. Our paths have crossed once or twice over the years, most recently at Simon Hulstone's 'elephant' restaurant as Simon was Preparing for the 2011 Bocuse D'or competition in february.

Gareth sent me a message asking if i was interested in joining him at Noma as a colleague of his had dropped out of their arranged trip, and Gareth knew i was a fan of eating out. I contemplated whether I could afford the trip and get time off work for it for a total of about three seconds, before contacting Gareth and answering in the affirmative. As it was a last minute drop out which gave me my spot, I didnt have to wait long for our trip, but in the few days leading up to our trip to Copenhagen, I asked a couple of people for advice of where else to try while in the Danish capital, and was offered several options, including Geranium- the restaurant of the eventual 2011 Bocuse D'or winner, Rasmus Kofoed- Relae and The Paul which is run by an Englishman, Paul Cunningham. I was told that The Paul may still be on its annual winter closure, so we missed that out, and made bookings at relae and geranium to complete an impressive line up for the three day jaunt.

As it turned out, Paul's restaurant was open, so three became four in what turned out to be an incredible and inspiring trip for the four of us, all chefs, and we had a truly memorable experience.

the first of our meals was at Geranium, which unknown to us at the time of booking, is housed inside the national football stadium, like a rent by the month office space. Dont let that fool you though, what we saw and tasted there that night was truly world class food, precisely prepared by chef Kofoed and his team. the technical skill allowed the natural flavours to promote themselves in the highest way, with a real nod to nature and seasonality which proved to be a recurring theme at all four restaurants. A few new ingredients on us, a lot of familiar ones, but all treated with respect and allowed to be their own thing, not interfered with or made into un-natural pairings purely for the chef to 'shock' the diner with his daring. everything we ate over the three days had one aim-to allow the core flavour to shine.

We managed to get a guided tour of the kitchen at Geranium, including the prep kitchen and the satellite kitchen used for sending private parties for up to a hundred and fifty. Its hard to imagine creating that standard of food for the fifty odd people the restaurant seats in an evening, never mind for conferences up to that number!

The following day was the biggie- Rene Redzepi's Noma, recently named as the worlds best restaurant for the second year running by restaurant magazine and San Pellegrino. I have to admit to being sceptical in the past of Noma's reputation, and the hype which surrounds it, but having been now I must admit that it is something very, very special. Although pinpointing a single 'best' restaurant seems slightly like asking you to name the favourite of your own offspring, Noma makes a very good claim for the crown. The whole experience is not just about the food, its so much more. the whole ethos has been picked up by Rene's staff -front and back of house-and they promote it well. we ate bullrushes, mussels in their shell (the shell was edible), raw shrimp, herbs by the bucket load, doughnuts with whole smoked fish poking out of them, radishes in a pot of soil-and the soil, animal skins, pork fat and we even fried our own eggs. You just don't get that anywhere else. Everyone in Copenhagen that we told of our meal at Noma told us the same- its a special place. even the other restaurants look up to what they are doing and respect it.

I cant tell you it was the best meal of my life-but it was incredibly close to it, and quite possible the best all round experience. Again we got the ten pence tour, by the sous chef, English guy Sam Miller, and we saw a team of chefs who were prepared to do whatever it takes to achieve Rene's goals, and its easy to see why- he was a lovely guy, who took time out to chat with us and sign menus even though he was meant to be off as his wife had only given birth to their second child in the middle of the previous night! what a guy and what a place.

After five and a half hours in the place, we dragged ourselves away from Noma, to make our way to our dinner reservation at Relae - run by an ex-Noma sous chef, Christian Puglisi. A far smaller and simpler operation, relae doesnt suffer in comparison to Noma, it is a corner restaurant in a residential part of the town, where again the emphasis is on seasonality and exacting standards of cooking. again we were greeted and served all night by a charming and enthusiastic host- Kim Rossen. The meal was shorter than Noma- five courses instead of nearly thirty, but it was all executed perfectly, and threw up some interesting ingredients and presentation. Once again, we managed time with the chef, who was another friendly guy, willing to share information and chat. I would gladly return to Copenhagen, just to check out relae again.

Our final gastronomic treat was at The Paul. Paul has had some media coverage in the UK recently, so we all knew of his restaurant and wanted to try it. When we discovered that we had been previously misinformed, we made our way straight to the Tivoli gardens where the restaurant is housed, and gladly paid the entrance fee.

We were not disappointed.

Another menu which started with 'snacks', each bite was close to perfect, some of the finest food I have experienced, and again highly inspirational, and very seasonal.

Paul Cunningham arrived as we were close to the end of our meal, and joined us at our table while we drank our incredibly strong coffees. He seemed genuinely pleased that we had made the effort to find his place, and was another fine host with time to share his views and discuss his passions-food and photography take equal billing. A prolific author - Paul has five cookbooks to his name over the last few years- his personal recipe book collection has taken over a large corner of the restaurant. I recommend going to the Paul almost purely to see the decor, but mostly to sample the food. at lunch its meant to be a four course ment, but with snacks and petit fours its around nine courses, and in the evening there is a twenty course menu for you to enjoy. We all agreed that there has to be a return visit to allow us to do the twenty and sample as much of Paul's food as he is prepared to share!

Detailed posts of all four will follow. and please forgive the misquote in the title of this post!

Tom Aikens

As usual, I have taken a long time to post this one. I feel bad for being so slow in getting some of these posts up as I have had lots of adventures so far this year, but the disappointment of missing out on my proposed trip to el Bulli made me very reluctant to talk or write about my dining experiences. However....
I'm over it.
So.... in January, my best mate Kevin Barron (@kevinbarron07) came back to the UK for a few weeks-for those who dont know, he is currently working abroad, in Kenya- so as seemed fitting, we arranged a few culinary jaunts to keep us entertained. one of these jaunts took us to Chelsea to try out what Tom Aikens had to offer. As it turned out, we chose well- Tom is a fantastic chef and the menu had a really natural flow. That said, the restaurant decor was a little tired, with battered chairs and damaged paintwork all around us. Not the types to let the room put us off our food, we chose the tasting menu which was a very reasonable £55 for 7 courses. we opted out of the matched flight of wines and instead spent the same money on a very nice bottle of st emilion.



starting the lunch off, we were presented with a lovely little pot of duck confit, foie gras and Madeira jelly. a delightful beginning, the confit was a perfect room temperature and soft and easily spread on the plentiful crostini served with it. Its often been said that its the simple things that are often the hardest, and this was a real testament to Tom's ability.



The first course proper was 'Roast scallop, beetroot puree, caramelized onions, beetroot dressing'. As scallop dishes go this had it all- plump, well cooked scallops served with a variety of beetroot preparations, red endive, red amaranth and roast grelote onions. We both took our first bite and slowly turned to each other smiling. the temperatures and flavours worked really well together and the enjoyment continued through the whole plate as we tried the various beetroot garnishes including puree, paint(?), powder, jelly and roasted. Probably the standout course of our meal.



Next up was 'salad of roast mallard breast, winter vegetables', which was a picturesque dish reminiscent of a 'Noma' style pickled vegetable course with the addition of the roasted mallard, which to our surprise was completely cold. We didn't feel that the mallard suffered for being cold, but that if it had been served hot or even warm, the dish would have been pushed on to the next level. as well as the mallard and vegetables was a mallard 'ham' which also gave another texture dimension. Amongst the vegetables were some strips of carrot, beetroot and parsnip, which were mostly filled with a variety of mousses, jellies and even a kind of remoulade- salted shredded celeriac bound in mayonnaise. A very good dish, which ran the scallops very close.


For the main course there was a choice, so in the interest of research we had one of each so we could have a taste of each others. I chose the 'roast turbot, pumpkin sauce, braised veal shin'. As with a lot of the menu, there was a simplicity to the dish as well as a refined definition in composition. the turbot, shin and pumpkin were joined only by a crisp potato beignet. This left the main flavours alone to shine, the combination of the rich shin and the meaty, fresh fish was sublime, and the pumpkin was a great tool to relieve the richness with a touch of sweetness.



Kevin's choice of the 'Loin of Romney marsh lamb marinated in ewes milk cheese, aligot potato' was better however, a silky smooth, generous portion of garlicky potato covered in grated ewes milk cheese, roast onions and the star of the show- the lamb. Im a fussy bugger with my lamb, as I feel lucky that I work in the heart of south wales where we produce (and i cook) the finest lamb in the country. That said, this was a fine example of the young ovine meat we call lamb. succulent texture, and a rich yet delicate flavour which definitely left me wishing i had chosen it instead of the (absolutely fine) turbot.



After a perfectly acceptable cheese course, we moved on to the desserts-starting with 'pistachio mille feuille, parfait, praline and pistachio cassonade'. This dessert divided us in our opinions- it seemed a bit too much pistachio for me- I know, I know, what did i expect from a pistachio dessert, but it was just too much for me. i don't mind a little, but the entire thing left me feeling a bit overdone. all the elements were fine, just could have done with another flavour to break the nut monotony.



The same was our united opinion of 'passion fruit mousse, panna cotta, passion fruit granite'. as you all are aware, passion fruit can be a tart wee fruit, and when every element ( about 7-8) are strongly flavoured with it, it leaves the inside of your mouth feeling a bit acidic. for me, passion fruit is more of an accompanying flavour, and this was pretty overpowering. A lovely selection of elements again, and each one would grace any plate, however too much is too much.

We finished the meal with some lovely petit fours- three flavours of madeleines and two different chocolates- and a little tour of the kitchen and a brief chat with Mr Aikens himself.
All in all a lovely meal and experience, with a few points that could have been improved.