|Middle white pork with parsnips and spinach|
So with the location of 10 Greek Street sorted out, the next thing to do was hope for a table as 10 Greek operates a no-booking policy at dinner. But despite the popularity of this newish joint and the pedigree of the team, we had no trouble getting a table for two. That may be because we arrived at the pensioner hour of 5.45pm. Not being a pensioner, I don't generally eat at that hour but last night was out of necessity as the Donmar was waiting for us at 7.30pm. Be warned though that the 28 seats were full by about 6.15pm, so plan accordingly. Even the chef of Pearl, Jun Tanaka, was turned away.
|Buttermilk squash and cimi di rapa soup|
|Wild boar and new season's garlic risotto|
|Braised duck, sweet potato, kale and poached quince|
|A dodgy pavlova|
Even with one dodgy dessert, 10 Greek St is the sort of place I wish was in my neighbourhood. The menu changes so regularly that you could be assured of having something different and interesting to eat every week. Sure the lack of ability to book for dinner may tick a few people off. You might consider the approach egalitarian if you are either early or lucky, or just bloody annoying if you don't want to plan an evening around a meal. To be honest, I don't mind a bit of tactical planning if it means I get to eat well.
Anyway, all this talk of booking policies reminds me that I should tell you about the time that Keira Knightley (yes, that one) was in the queue behind us at Barrafina. She didn't queue-jump, but the wait must have worked up her appetite because she totally devoured that quail. I don't blame here either, it's bloody delicious.