For those of us encouraged to eat the rainbow as kids, Spring feels like a restaurant you should be able to collect a sticker for. Wonderfully bright and beautiful, plates come out in a whirlwind of the seasons.
Skye Gyngell is well celebrated for her love of home-grown produce in her restaurants at Heckfield place in the Hampshire countryside. Bringing that same sense of terroir to a Palladian London dining room feels like a challenge but it’s one that Gyngall rises to with aplomb. If anything, the contrast is enlivening.
Pearly white walls and sweeping ceilings preside over a busy cluster of theatre goers and smart suits (even bankers need their five-a-day) clustered around tables enrobed in thick linen and adorned with farm fresh flowers.
Out on the floor the charge is led by a slightly puzzling team who seem entirely unenthused to be serving the kitchen’s delights. Some are sweet, but none offer the kind of service you’d imagine for such a spot.
The lovely things from the kitchen fittingly then take most of the attention. Slices of sweet cucumbers are concentrated with cucumber yogurt and smack of greenhouses in summer. They’re wonderful proof that just a few ingredients handled sympathetically outdo complex cuisine any day of the week.
It’s hard to call to mind a time when cheese hasn’t been welcome on a starter plate, but here it’s particularly glorious. A pile of creamy burrata innards is laced with herb oil and topped with an assemblage of courgette plus toasted pistachios for a plate that feels encouragingly achievable for mere mortals. The reason that comes to mind is it’s food you don’t want to end, so in your panic you begin mentally noting elements in an empty promise that one day you might produce such dishes yourself.
The good kind of greens keep coming with the mains where a plump, crispy skinned partridge breast is served with courgettes challenging their reputation as watery. They’re slow cooked until sweet and taste of a creamy risotto.
With such a steer towards veggies, the menu could feel too virtuous to be enjoyable. Even adults don’t want to be forced to eat their greens. Yet! There is indulgence here too - gold medal to the chunky, nostalgic summer pudding with a healthy dollop of creme fraiche.