Sat, 20th Jul 2019
Best Bites
The Dumbwaiter's Best Bites of the Week





Lazy Susan finally made good on a promise to check out Perilla and was so glad she did. Such a convivial room, great service (no wonder, when Alice is ex-Where The Light Gets In) and impressive food. Ben Marks runs a humming kitchen - from a burnt onion soup with the hidden treat of nubbly hazelnuts within to a thought-provoking seaweed creme caramel, it all delighted. Just as well, the snacks to start set the bar high - including coq au vin bites, new on the menu, bread soaked in Moules mariniere and gurnard fried in beef fat with very au courant chip-shop curry sauce.







St John


The original St. JOHN in Smithfield will always be one of the true classic London restaurants. Last Saturday night the place was heaving - a large group of French rugby fans dominating the room who were in town for the game - but that didn't ruin the Dumbwaiter's evening. Bone marrow and parsley salad followed by pheasant and trotter pie was a perfect Saturday night sups.









Armed with tickets for Hamilton and short on time, The Dumbwaiter made a quick pit stop at Tozi. The restaurant, on the ground floor of the Park Plaza Victoria, has been quietly going about its business for some time now, and continues to serve up quality Italian cicchetti. Highlights included a generous selection of cured meats, pappardelle with wild boar ragout and pan-fried cod with braised Castelluccio lentils and chard. And in case you hadn’t already heard – Hamilton is fantastic.









The Dumbwaiter and Lazy Susan started the day at Claridge's on Thursday with a hearty breakfast to judge CODE's 100 Most Influential Women in Hospitality this year. Over pastries, a full English and Eggs Royale with truffle they decided on the final list that gets published in the next issue of CODE Quarterly.







Brasserie Zédel


Brasserie Zédel is one of the Dumbwaiter's favourite restaurants in London. Last Sunday evening, the Royal Philharmonia took over the Corbin & King restaurant for an evening of food, wine and music. And of course, The Dumbwaiter couldn't dine there without having ile flottante for dessert.






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