Some of you may know, I celebrated my 28th birthday on Tuesday…I don’t feel old, even though Ian always kindly reminds me how much closer I am getting to 30. I do feel like life goes by quickly. As I look back, so much has happened last year and there are so much to be thankful for.
I spent the day as usual. Slept in, checked my emails, went to our usual Moorish cafe for lunch and did a bit of cleaning around the apartment.
For the ’surprise’ this year, Ian took me to a really fancy restaurant called Gordon Ramsay at Claridge’s. It was a gastronomic treat as Gordon Ramsay is one of only three chefs in the UK to hold three Michelin stars and he has been awarded a total of 12 Michelin stars for his various restaurants. Some of you may have heard of him from his TV series such as The F Word, Ramsay’s Kitchen Nightmares and Hell’s Kitchens. I was keen to see what the fuss was about.
The art deco foyer was stunning and dining room was romantic with all the soft furnishings. Once seated, we sampled the lovely canapé of truffle mousse and smoked salmon with cream cheese as we made our choices from the a la carte menu. The sommelier brought over a wine ‘book’ and he helpfully chose a nice white for us. Pre-starter was pumpkin veloute which was creamy, rich and buttery with a hint of truffle oil. Mmm…a very good start.
For entreé Ian’s cannelloni of Cromer crab and herb wrapped in smoked salmon, roasted pumpkin purée was sweet and really lovely. My ravioli of Dorset blue lobster and salmon poached in a lemongrass bisque, basil vinaigrette was wonderfully delicious, it was the best dish I’ve eaten this year.
For main Ian’s pork belly, roasted potatoes, carrots, parsnips and glazed apple looked fantastic; the pork was juicy and tender, although the crackling was too hard apparently so Ian is still biased towards Aria’s and Quay’s back in Sydney
I had the pan-fried Mediterranean stonebass, Cromer crab and celeriac cannelloni, summer vegetable blanquette, lemon thyme velouté; the stonebass was alright, skin crispy, cannelloni was refreshingly sweet and the sauce was nice.
After a bit of a break, we sampled pre-dessert which was a tiny shot glass filled with layers of cream fraîche, orange, mascarpone, light lemongrass jelly. For those who may not know, Ian hates orange with a vengeance. Even the waiter was sorry when he saw what Ian did to his pre-dessert and asked if he wanted something else. Ian waited patiently for his dessert which was poached pear, chocolate fondant and bitter chocolate parfait. I had the cinnamon crème brûlée, red wine sorbet and pistachio sablé with passionfruit sauce. Both were really delicious in their own right.
To finish off we were given petit fours which was dark chocolate truffles and marzipan balls with ice cream filling coated in crushed buttery toffee that literally burst in your mouth when you bite into it.
Service throughout had been as friendly, charming and efficient as you would expect in any of London’s best restaurants, the whole dining experience had been fabulous and memorable.
Time to go to the gym I think…