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The Ledbury, London

Posted on Aug 28, 2014 by in Overseas, Reviews, UK | 0 comments

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Experiencing a meal at a Michelin-starred restaurant is a dream for any serious foodie. This is particularly so for us here down under, as dining a la Michelin necessitates overseas travel: the guide has so far snubbed our southern shores.

I wasn’t quite sure what to expect in a ‘star quality’ restaurant. Would it be comparable to the widely accepted Fairfax ‘hat’ system? Surely some of our local joints would be worthy of such accolades if a Michelin guide were to exist here?

London’s The Ledbury, headed by Aussie chef Brett Graham has received a number of accolades including two Michelin stars and a place at number 10 on the San Pellegrino World’s 50 Best Restaurants list.

I’d read a number of reviews praising the Ledbury’s apparent laid-back, relaxed ‘Aussie’ dining style. Naturally, this piqued my curiosity.

We opted for the 8-course tasting menu (£110 each). We were able to secure a booking for a Monday night around 4 weeks out from the date.

Canapés

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Tartare enclosed in a thin apple ribbon presented on a salt brick was cool and refreshing, preparing our palates for the meal to come. Crunchy, tender pork croquettes and crisp wafers topped with aged gruyere provided a rich, savoury follow-up.

Soft steamed brioche was reminiscent of Chinese mantou, while onion cream and crispy bacon bits added a touch of guilty pleasure.

Steamed brioche

Savoury dishes

The cured duck was not unlike prosciutto in texture: soft, with a slight chew. Grated foie gras melted at the touch, forming a buttery dressing over the salad of artichoke, sweet grape and roasted hazelnuts.


This is the Ledbury’s signature dish, which always stays on the menu.

Perfectly flaky mackerel with a charred, caramelised crust was contrasted with raw fish, cucumber and coriander wrapped in gel – an interesting take on ‘fish two ways’. The challenge with such dishes is walking the fine line between the two ways being an interesting contrast and being too divergent; I feel that more often than not, they tend towards the latter and thus have a strange sense of disjointedness about them, as though two separate dishes have been presented on one plate. The Ledbury’s offering was a shining example of how it should be done, with the Asian-inspired flavours bringing the two components together nicely.

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This was a rather peculiar dish. Custard-smooth buffalo curd, mushrooms with aged comte, and crispy onions were presented in a bowl in three separate mounds, upon which our waiter poured a roast onion broth from a teapot. This in conjunction with the accompaniment of cheesy truffle toast sent our tastebuds into umami overload.

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The foot was taken off the accelerator slightly for the next dish of sea bass with cauliflower and sake velouté; it almost felt like a health food, thanks to the inclusion of crisp wafers of that trendy vegetable du jour, kale.

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We headed back towards stronger savoury territory next, with chicken mousse-stuffed morels served alongside creamy mash with butter and chives.
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Lamb. Not my favourite word to see on a menu.

Here we were served both loin and neck; the former, cooked nicely rare, was quite acceptable, while the latter was intensely gamey and verged on unpleasant for my personal taste. Thankfully the roasted onion and garlicky salt-baked turnips provided a little relief.

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Palate cleanser

Custard with tart blood orange granita was a light and cleansing pre-dessert. The secret meringue hidden in the custard was a delightful surprise. 

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Dessert

I have to make an admission here.

Bob proposed to me immediately prior to this course, so I unfortunately I have an uncharacteristically poor recollection of what it actually tasted like. I remember that it was a chocolate and banana tart with a centre of honeycomb ice cream… that’s about where it stops. I do remember enjoying it, although my emotions at the time may have been slightly affected by other things.

Banana tart

Okay, the petit fours were a bit of a blur as well. There was a chocolate… thing… and some other… thing. Yeah. I apologise.

The verdict

I have to say I didn’t observe it to be particularly laid-back or relaxed, although my fine dining experience is basically limited to Australia. Perhaps overseas, higher levels of stuffiness are the norm? I did observe a few patrons wearing jeans, maybe that’s what everyone was talking about.

I know it may seem a little biased, given the personal significance of the occasion for me, but I couldn’t really find fault with the Ledbury. Well deserving of its number 10 ranking, I say.

The Ledbury
127 Ledbury Road, Notting Hill
London, UK

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